Part 2 — The Evidence They Never Knew Existed “No, Your Honor.” My voice did not shake. That seemed to surprise everyone in the courtroom. Daniel had expected tears. Vanessa had expected confusion. Their attorney, Curtis Hale, had expected an elderly woman who could barely remember what she had eaten for breakfast. Instead, I stood beneath the harsh courtroom lights with both hands resting on my cane, looking directly at the judge. Judge Mercer leaned forward. “What, then, caused these injuries?” I slowly reached inside my navy coat. Daniel stiffened. Vanessa stopped breathing. Curtis Hale immediately stepped toward the bench. “Your Honor, before Mrs. Vance presents anything,
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