Gregory Walsh stood so quickly that his chair scraped loudly against the floor.

“Your Honor,” he said, and his voice was tight, “for the record, my office received that medical record from Mr.

Parker already assembled as a completed exhibit.

We did not obtain it independently.” It was a lawyer protecting himself, and I did not blame him, but it also confirmed exactly what I needed the court to understand.

The altered document had come from Michael.

Judge Bennett stared at my son.