presented what appeared to be an airtight case: a discarded ski mask with trace DNA, a eyewitness description, and stolen jewelry found in Maya’s high school locker.
Despite her desperate pleas of innocence, every piece of evidence pointed straight to the quiet high school senior with straight-A grades.
I sat in the back row of the gallery, clutching my leather notebook, my heart hammering violently against my chest as I watched them lead Maya away.
As an investigative journalist for the county daily, I hadcovered hundreds of
