He was staring at the floor, rolling his program into a tight tube.

“Did you see anyone sign the secondary consent form?” Claire asked.

“I didn’t,” Brenda said.

“He took it home and brought it back the next day with the mother’s signature already on it.

Our forensic review confirms it doesn’t match the driver’s license we have on file.”

The judge turned toward Richard.

“Did you forge your wife’s signature on a medical waiver to get out of a clinic deductible, Mr.

Miller?” the judge asked.