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 isnāt 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 youāre in love? How can you know with unrelenting certainty that the person you canāt live without really loves you? Itās all about what you believe. Who you believe. And I believe Jane. I love her. But it might be too late. Or, worse ā it might all be an illusion. If proof is just a magicianās sleight of hand, then weāre caught in a sick trick. A deadly one. One that doesnāt end with applause. But with a bang.