Patterns Were My Profession

I had brought a great deal of material on the subject.

Chapter 6 — Forty-Seven Seconds Earlier

“The photograph Michael submitted to this court,” I began, “the one showing my swollen wrist, was taken on the twenty-second of April.” Gregory checked his papers and confirmed the date.

“At six forty-two in the evening,” I added.

“I don’t know the precise time,” Gregory said.

“I do,” I told him, and I handed another page to the clerk.

The photograph Michael had entered into evidence was real.