behind his hand into his client’s ear.
“I have nothing for Ms. Ortega,” Kinsela said over his shoulder.
Yuki felt a rush of elation. Kinsela knew he wouldn’t be able to shift Maria’s testimony, so he put on a show to say she was unimportant. She was sure Maria’s testimony had moved the jury.
Point to the prosecution. She was ready when Nussbaum said, “Ms. Castellano, please call your next witness.”
Chapter 22
YUKI CALLED PATROLMAN Joseph Sorbera, the cop who responded to Maria Ortega’s call regarding Lily. Sorbera was a solid guy, had been on the job for fifteen years, and Yuki knew he would be a very credible witness.
Sorbera told the jury about his brief interview with Maria Ortega, who had told him about the bruises on Lily Herman’s arms and neck. He also verified that Sean Murphy, Ortega’s employer, did tell him that Ortega had what he referred to as post-traumatic stress disorder from an attack when she was a teen—and that she couldn’t be believed.
“And then what did you do, Officer?”
“I went to the home of Keith Herman.”
“Did you speak with Mr. Herman?”
“No. He wasn’t there. I spoke with Jennifer Herman, his wife.”
“And what did she tell you about the reported incident?”
“She said that her husband yelled at the child for breaking a glass, saying she could have hurt herself, but that he hadn’t touched her.”
“Did you ask to talk to Lily?”
“Yes. Mrs. Herman brought the little girl to the door. She said that she hadn’t been hurt and that she didn’t know what Ms. Ortega was referring to.”
“How did these two people seem to you, Officer Sorbera?”
“They both seemed scared out of their freaking minds.”
“What did you do next?” Yuki asked.
“I gave Mrs. Herman my card. And I told her that if she remembered anything, or wanted to talk to me for any reason, she should call me.”
“Did you report the incident to Family and Children Services?”
“Yes. But without corroboration from the child or the wife, they considered the incident closed.”
Yuki said, “Did you consider the incident closed?”
“Pretty much,” Sorbera said. “I didn’t hear from Mrs. Herman, but when the bags of human remains were identified as her body and the child was reported missing, I went to my captain and told him about the incident.”
“Thanks, Officer. I’m done, Your Honor.”
When Kinsela had no questions for Sorbera, Yuki called her next witness to the stand.
Chapter 23
GARY GOODFRIEND WORE a fringed buckskin jacket, distressed jeans, and a plaid shirt. He swaggered as he came up the aisle, then walked through the gate as though he were bellying up to a bar.
Yuki took a sip from her water bottle and watched as Goodfriend was sworn in. The man was cocky. He had an ego. But he had also come forward and volunteered to testify for the prosecution.
He was an uncontrollable yet important witness, and Yuki had decided to take a chance on him.
When he was seated, she greeted him and asked him about his business.
“I’m an FFL. A licensed gun dealer. I have a store over in Castro Valley.”
“Do you know the defendant?”
“I met him at a Calgun firearms show. I had a booth there. I talked to him for about ten, fifteen minutes.”
“Did you sell him a gun?”
“Yes. I sold him a Beretta Px4 Storm. It’s an exceptional weapon. Mr. Herman had a CCW and he paid cash.”
“Can you tell us what CCW stands for?”
“Carrying a concealed weapon—a permit.”
“Did you sell more than one gun at the gun show?”
“About fifteen guns that day. Another dozen the following day.”
“And what was it about Mr. Herman that made him stand out in your mind?”
“He was talking to another customer while I rang up a sale. Something he said just stayed in my mind.”
“And what was the nature of that conversation?”
“Two guys shooting the bull about guns. What they owned. What they liked. What they liked to shoot at.”
“And what
“I have nothing for Ms. Ortega,” Kinsela said over his shoulder.
Yuki felt a rush of elation. Kinsela knew he wouldn’t be able to shift Maria’s testimony, so he put on a show to say she was unimportant. She was sure Maria’s testimony had moved the jury.
Point to the prosecution. She was ready when Nussbaum said, “Ms. Castellano, please call your next witness.”
Chapter 22
YUKI CALLED PATROLMAN Joseph Sorbera, the cop who responded to Maria Ortega’s call regarding Lily. Sorbera was a solid guy, had been on the job for fifteen years, and Yuki knew he would be a very credible witness.
Sorbera told the jury about his brief interview with Maria Ortega, who had told him about the bruises on Lily Herman’s arms and neck. He also verified that Sean Murphy, Ortega’s employer, did tell him that Ortega had what he referred to as post-traumatic stress disorder from an attack when she was a teen—and that she couldn’t be believed.
“And then what did you do, Officer?”
“I went to the home of Keith Herman.”
“Did you speak with Mr. Herman?”
“No. He wasn’t there. I spoke with Jennifer Herman, his wife.”
“And what did she tell you about the reported incident?”
“She said that her husband yelled at the child for breaking a glass, saying she could have hurt herself, but that he hadn’t touched her.”
“Did you ask to talk to Lily?”
“Yes. Mrs. Herman brought the little girl to the door. She said that she hadn’t been hurt and that she didn’t know what Ms. Ortega was referring to.”
“How did these two people seem to you, Officer Sorbera?”
“They both seemed scared out of their freaking minds.”
“What did you do next?” Yuki asked.
“I gave Mrs. Herman my card. And I told her that if she remembered anything, or wanted to talk to me for any reason, she should call me.”
“Did you report the incident to Family and Children Services?”
“Yes. But without corroboration from the child or the wife, they considered the incident closed.”
Yuki said, “Did you consider the incident closed?”
“Pretty much,” Sorbera said. “I didn’t hear from Mrs. Herman, but when the bags of human remains were identified as her body and the child was reported missing, I went to my captain and told him about the incident.”
“Thanks, Officer. I’m done, Your Honor.”
When Kinsela had no questions for Sorbera, Yuki called her next witness to the stand.
Chapter 23
GARY GOODFRIEND WORE a fringed buckskin jacket, distressed jeans, and a plaid shirt. He swaggered as he came up the aisle, then walked through the gate as though he were bellying up to a bar.
Yuki took a sip from her water bottle and watched as Goodfriend was sworn in. The man was cocky. He had an ego. But he had also come forward and volunteered to testify for the prosecution.
He was an uncontrollable yet important witness, and Yuki had decided to take a chance on him.
When he was seated, she greeted him and asked him about his business.
“I’m an FFL. A licensed gun dealer. I have a store over in Castro Valley.”
“Do you know the defendant?”
“I met him at a Calgun firearms show. I had a booth there. I talked to him for about ten, fifteen minutes.”
“Did you sell him a gun?”
“Yes. I sold him a Beretta Px4 Storm. It’s an exceptional weapon. Mr. Herman had a CCW and he paid cash.”
“Can you tell us what CCW stands for?”
“Carrying a concealed weapon—a permit.”
“Did you sell more than one gun at the gun show?”
“About fifteen guns that day. Another dozen the following day.”
“And what was it about Mr. Herman that made him stand out in your mind?”
“He was talking to another customer while I rang up a sale. Something he said just stayed in my mind.”
“And what was the nature of that conversation?”
“Two guys shooting the bull about guns. What they owned. What they liked. What they liked to shoot at.”
“And what
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