The next witness called by the prosecution is a ballistics expert, Cal Duchesne.
Lucien shows him the weapon that was confiscated at the bungalow at the time of Jes's arrest.
"Mr. Duchesne, is ammunition used by this weapon consistent with the gunshot wound found in the chest of the deceased?"
"Yes, this is the type of gun that fired that shot."
Lucien thrusts the bagged weapon at the jury.
"Let the record show that the weapon recovered from the defendant's home at the time of her arrest is a match to the weapon that fired the shot that killed Mr. Fuller."
To drive home his point, he then thrusts the bagged weapon toward Jes and Keira.
"Keira! That gun!"
In a breathless whisper, Jes continues.
"I know it doesn't really matter in the long run because I really did shoot him, but that's not the gun. I took his gun with me that night after the shooting and have carried it ever since, but I misplaced it sometime during the past few months so I replaced it . . . with the gun he's holding. Keira, that gun didn't shoot my foster father."
Keira looks back at Lucien speculatively, and a brief smile could be seen to cross her face.
Lucien slaps the bagged weapon on the judge's bench in triumph before turning back to the witness to ask a couple of additional questions.
When he has finished, he turns from the witness and heads back to his table.
"No more questions, your honor."
As he walks toward his table, Keira fairly leaps from her chair to cross-examine.
Lucien looks at her in puzzlement as she brushes past, making a beeline for the witness.
Before Lucien can even take his seat, Keira is in the ballistic expert's face.
"Mr. Duchesne, you are saying that this is the gun that killed Mr. Fuller, is that correct?"
"That is correct."
"THIS weapon. The one marked 'Exhibit A'."
"Are you sure about that, Mr. Duchesne?"
"Asked and answered, your honor!"
"Get to the point, Ms. St. Clair."
"Mr. Duchesne, did you run a ballistics test to confirm that a bullet fired from this gun is a match to the bullet that killed Mr. Fuller?"
The witness hesitates. Keira presses for a reply.
"Well? Did you run a ballistics test?"
"I didn't think it was necessary. The defendant made a full confession, the gun was found in her bedroom, and it was the same type of gun that fired the shot that killed Mr. Fuller."
"What would you say if I told you that this is NOT the same gun?"
An excited buzz erupts in the gallery. Lucien leaps to his feet to object, but realizes immediately that he has no grounds for objection.
"Order in the court!"
"Ms. St. Clair, are you finished?"
"Yes, your honor. No more questions."
To be continued . . .