The police investigation concluded that he lost control.
No foul play.
No witnesses.
No unanswered questions.
Or so Whitmore had believed.
Until now.
He turned the photograph over again.
There was one more line beneath the message.
LOOK AT CASE 24-CV-1187.
The same case.
The same company.
The same courthouse.
Everything was connected.
Whitmore returned to the courtroom.
He looked at Charles Vance.
For the first time that morning, Vance looked afraid.
"Counselor," Whitmore said.
"Yes?"
"I have a question."
"Of course."
"Did you know my son?"
Vance went silent.
The courtroom froze.
Then Vance answered.
"No."
Whitmore watched him carefully.
"You're lying."
Vance's face hardened.
"Your Honor, that's an inappropriate accusation."
Whitmore reached for the photograph.
"Then explain this."