Chapter 38:
"I think I do," I say.
Judge Harmon's pen stops moving.
"Then say it plainly, Mrs. Sterling," he says. "This is a courtroom, not a séance."
"Your Honor, I believe the note came from my husband's brother. Dominic Sterling."
Dominic's lawyer is on his feet. "Your Honor—"
"Sit down," Judge Harmon says.
"Your Honor, this is outrageous. My client has never met this woman's mother, has never—"
"Sit down, Mr. Beaumont. I'll hear from your client when I ask him a question. Not before." Judge Harmon turns back to me. "Mrs. Sterling. Why do you believe Mr. Sterling sent that note?"
I look at my hands. Then at the judge.
"Because he's done it before," I say.
The courtroom stirs.
"Explain."
"The night before my mother's house burned down, Dominic Sterling was in my husband's s
