Exhibit A, the DNA test, clearly proves my client is not the biological father. That document remains valid, regardless of these wild financial accusations. I watched DeAndre smile. It was a cold, brilliantly calculated smile.
He reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a single, crumpled piece of paper inside a clear evidence bag. Regarding Exhibit A, Your Honor, DeAndre said, turning his attention directly to the judge. During my audit of Mr. Foster’s corporate expense accounts, I flagged an extremely unusual purchase made exactly one week before Captain Foster returned from her military deployment.
DeAndre held up the plastic evidence bag. This is a physical receipt for a graphic design and printing service located at a strip mall forty miles outside of Seattle, DeAndre explained. Mr. Foster paid three hundred dollars using his corporate credit card, categorizing the expense as marketing materials.
Part Four — Judgment, Freedom, and the Final Boundary
I visited the print shop yesterday. The owner confirmed that Mr. Foster paid him to digitally alter an existing medical template and insert falsified genetic data. DeAndre looked directly at Derek.
The DNA test you submitted to this court is a complete fabrication, purchased at a local print shop. The silence that fell over the King County Family Court was absolute. The reporters stopped breathing. Derek’s defense attorney slowly sat down, physically moving his chair an inch away from his own client.
The lawyer realized his career was now in severe jeopardy for unknowingly submitting fraudulent evidence to a federal bench. Judge Mitchell picked up Exhibit A, her hands shaking slightly with unprecedented judicial fury. She looked from the forged document down to Derek. Her eyes were dark, unforgiving, and completely merciless.
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