My husband files for divorce, and my 6-year old son asks the judge: ‘May I show you something that Mom doesn’t know about, Your Honor?’ The judge nodded. When the video started, the entire courtroom froze in silence.
The joint checking account had been emptied through a transfer marked as a temporary capital contribution to Julian’s business.
The authorization form bore an electronic approval supposedly made by me at 2:14 p.m. on a day I had been sitting with Noah in a pediatric clinic.
I had the appointment receipt and a text to Julian from the waiting room.
That alone did not prove I could not have approved something electronically, but I knew I had not.
The bank produced device information in response to the court-approved request.