“In an antique watch box Mrs.

Palmer brought over to my apartment.” I kept my eyes on the judge.

“It lists the routing number for every account.”

Madeline let out a small, choked sound from the front row.

Gregory turned around and looked at her.

She looked down at the floor.

Sterling said, “That memo hasn’t been authenticated.”

“The handwriting expert authenticated it.” I passed up the affidavit.