Emma took a deep breath, her small voice carrying weight far beyond her years. “The night Mr. Brixley is accused of committing that crime, he was actually with my family. I remember because he stayed with us after saving my brother. My mom gave him dinner, and he didn’t leave until later that night. We have pictures and timestamps to prove it. I think everyone overlooked this because they focused on the wrong time.”

Ethan’s attorney, who had been inches from the exit, paused, turning back with an expression of disbelief. The courtroom erupted into chaos once more, but the judge quickly restored order with a sharp rap of his gavel.