Seven Years After Hanging Up Her Uniform, Samantha Exposed Eleven Million Dollars in Court

“The notary will testify to that, Your Honor.”

“Then produce the notary’s logbook.

Is there a copy in the file?”

Sterling looked down at the table.

“A photocopy, Your Honor.”

Judge Winters wrote something down.

“I want the original.”

I stepped up to the podium with my briefcase.