Every Friday at 6 p.m. my daughter called me without fail, and the one week my phone stayed silent I drove to her house and heard a sound from upstairs that turned our quiet Tennessee life into something I still can’t fully talk about

looked at each juror in turn before speaking.

“This is a case about greed,” she began, her voice clear and strong. “About a man who looked at his wife and saw only a payout—five hundred thousand dollars. That’s the amount Kevin Marshall decided Allison Brennan’s life was worth.”

She paused, letting that sink in.

“Over the next several days, you’ll hear continue reading …