Presumed Guilty: Casey Anthony: The Inside Story (36 page)

Casey had close to a dozen imaginary friends, complete with fantastic detail created over the course of years. If there ever was a girl that had built up a fantasy life to escape from reality, it was Casey.

There is no evidence of any kind that Casey was anything than a loving mother to Caylee. I kept a copy of this picture in my suit jacket throughout the trial as a reminder of that love.

Casey and Cindy at Rick’s wedding. In how much denial do you have to be to not see that she is pregnant?

Caylee’s body was found a stone’s throw from their house and 19.8’ from the road, yet the prosecution maintains that it was there undisturbed for six months, despite at least five searches of that specific location.

The pool with the ladder down.

The pool with the ladder up, as it was the day of Caylee’s death.

Caylee was fully capable of getting to the pool on her own. This picture was taken six months before her death.

Me at blood spatter school in Corning, NY.

At blood spatter school, channeling my inner Dexter.

Studying Low Copy Number DNA in Holland.

In front of the DNA lab, known as the Crime Farm, in Holland.

My team of experts at work (from left to right): Henry Lee, Cheney Mason, me, Richard and Selma Eikelenboom, Timothy Huntington, Nicholas Petraco.

The team of experts (from left to right): Timothy Huntington, Richard and Selma Eikelenboom, me, Cheney Mason, Henry Lee, Nicholas Petraco, Michelle Medina.