The Wrong Photo Arrived From Manhattan on Christmas Eve While My Twins Were Crying
Daniel picked up his glasses and put them back on.
“Will you bring these original ledgers to Family Courtroom 402 on the twenty-eighth?” Daniel asked.
“I’ll be on the witness stand at nine in the morning,” Vance said.
“The paper trail is airtight, and my sworn affidavit is already notarized.”
I ran my finger over the leather-bound desk ledger that had sat in Cole’s study on Christmas Eve.
The numbers matched to the exact cent.
“Cole still thinks we only have his personal checking statements from December,” I said softly.
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