How do I prove a negative? I need to prove Jane is innocent, despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary. Mirrors, smoke, and lies can conjure a truth that isnât real. Money, bribes, and power can twist reality. What we call proof is all an elaborate magic act. So is love. How do you prove youâre in love? How can you know with unrelenting certainty that the person you canât live without really loves you? Itâs all about what you believe. Who you believe. And I believe Jane. I love her. But it might be too late. Or, worse â it might all be an illusion. If proof is just a magicianâs sleight of hand, then weâre caught in a sick trick. A deadly one. One that doesnât end with applause. But with a bang.