Then he read the letter aloud.

“Bradley Granger will not receive a single cent from my estate, nor will he ever have unsupervised custody of my daughter, until what happened on the night of August 14th is fully investigated.”

“That’s false — a forgery!” Bradley shouted, his face going red.

Raymond ignored him and connected the USB drive to the television.

“Katherine recorded this message forty-eight hours before she died,” he said.

The screen filled with my daughter, pale but resolute.