I Let My Father Hear From My Lawyer Before He Heard From Me

said.

I already knew where this was going. My stomach had known before he opened his mouth again.

“According to our records, the image was accessed from your household account at 8:51 p.m.”

I went still.

“That can’t be right.”

He slid a printed sheet across the desk.

Login time. IP address. Device type.

Ethan’s iPad.

For a second I couldn’t make sense of the continue reading …