The little girl hadn’t spoken since the night her mother was found on the kitchen floor! Then the court dog lowered his head-and she whispered one sentence toward the defense table…

softness that Ava had seen him use on elderly witnesses, injured witnesses, grieving witnesses—anyone whose pain he planned to turn into uncertainty.

“The loud man,” Lily said.

Graham rose. “Your Honor, the State is asking the jury to treat a three-year-old’s drawing as identification evidence. This is precisely the danger we raised.”

Ava kept the drawing continue reading …