Lex examined tapes--again, read transcripts--again. He replayed endless loops of conversations in real life and in his mind, searched through reams of pictures. He'd find it—that point that tipped the scales to crash and burn, the moment he'd lost everything. He would find it, he'd hunt out the person, the statement, the unnoticed snub or harsh word that slid friendship towards enmity, took understanding and turned it inside out. He knew that the framework for a new beginning lay inside this tangled web of deceit and lies…if he could just find that one thing, that one incident….