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reached into his suit jacket and retrieved a folded page from his pocket. “Opened this right before you called. Check out the letterhead.”
The Law Offices of Linda Moreland, Esq .
It was a notice of representation, alerting both the NYPD and the New York County District Attorney’s Office that Linda Moreland was now the attorney of record for Anthony Amaro. Attached to the letter were copies of a motion to vacate Amaro’s conviction and a demand to review the entire investigative file and all prosecution records to search for evidence exculpating her client. A separate demand requested access to all records documenting any confessions elicited by NYPD detective Buck Majors. The letter was signed by Caroline Blank, Associate .
Ellie had never heard of Caroline Blank, but she was definitely familiar with Linda Moreland. She’d made a national name for herself in a short time span by taking on claims of innocence by defendants who had already been convicted.
“The woman believes every inmate is innocent and every cop’s a criminal.” Santos refolded the letter neatly and tucked it into Rogan’s front jacket pocket. “Have fun with that ‘fresh look’ investigation. Before you know it, you might be famous.”
CHAPTER
NINE
C arrie Blank pondered the documents spread across the table in front of her. When she’d arrived this morning at the Law Offices of Linda Moreland, LLC, she had found them thrown together in a cardboard box, pages facing in eight different directions, some folded in half or thirds, some paper-clipped or stapled together for no obvious reason. After two hours, she had arranged them in reverse chronological order.
The most recent was the letter Linda Moreland had received ten days earlier from “the client” (would she ever get used to thinking of Anthony Amaro as the client ?):
Dear Ms. Moreland ,
I just saw you on television from Five Points Correctional Facility talking about the case of Jerrod Carter, who is also currently inprisoned here. When you said the name of the “DETECTIVE” who supposedly got him to confess—Buck Majors—I nearly cleaned out my ears to make sure I heard you right .
I have now conversed with Jerrod Carter about his case. Most importantly, we have compared notes about Buck Majors and our so-called confessions. I have come to believe that your work for Jerrod Carter was meant to bring you to me, or visa-versa. Please hear me out, because I promise you will be interested .
A couple weeks ago, I recieved a letter claiming that a female doctor was killed in Brooklyn, alledgley by the same way I was alledgd to kill my alledgd victims. I can’t send you the exact letter since its all the proof I have, but here’s the important part: “Helen Brunswick, murdered in Park Slope. The newspapers aren’t saying, but both her arms were broken AFTER she was killed, just like with the ladies you supposedly murdered. Now what are the odds of that, and how come the NYPD doesn’t want you to know ?”
Please. I have had this letter all these days with no idea what to do until I saw you on TV and talked conversed with Jerrod Carter about Buck Majors, who lied about Carter’s confession—and mine . And on top of that, I was nailed for killing six people (TO BE CLEAR: I KILLED NO ONE!!! ) based only on my one so-called confession from this “detective .”
The confession was BOGUS from the start. Take a look. You will see. Look at the words Buck Majors used when he was supposed to be quoting my so-called confession, and then compare those words to the so-called confession he got from Jerrod. You mean him and I—two guys that never met each other until we were in the joint, who got arrested three whole years apart—we just happened to use the SAME EXACT WORDS??? No way!
Please help me. A real killer is out there, and it’s not me. And while he’s been out there all these years, I have been in here, and I missed
- Seeing my mother
The Law Offices of Linda Moreland, Esq .
It was a notice of representation, alerting both the NYPD and the New York County District Attorney’s Office that Linda Moreland was now the attorney of record for Anthony Amaro. Attached to the letter were copies of a motion to vacate Amaro’s conviction and a demand to review the entire investigative file and all prosecution records to search for evidence exculpating her client. A separate demand requested access to all records documenting any confessions elicited by NYPD detective Buck Majors. The letter was signed by Caroline Blank, Associate .
Ellie had never heard of Caroline Blank, but she was definitely familiar with Linda Moreland. She’d made a national name for herself in a short time span by taking on claims of innocence by defendants who had already been convicted.
“The woman believes every inmate is innocent and every cop’s a criminal.” Santos refolded the letter neatly and tucked it into Rogan’s front jacket pocket. “Have fun with that ‘fresh look’ investigation. Before you know it, you might be famous.”
CHAPTER
NINE
C arrie Blank pondered the documents spread across the table in front of her. When she’d arrived this morning at the Law Offices of Linda Moreland, LLC, she had found them thrown together in a cardboard box, pages facing in eight different directions, some folded in half or thirds, some paper-clipped or stapled together for no obvious reason. After two hours, she had arranged them in reverse chronological order.
The most recent was the letter Linda Moreland had received ten days earlier from “the client” (would she ever get used to thinking of Anthony Amaro as the client ?):
Dear Ms. Moreland ,
I just saw you on television from Five Points Correctional Facility talking about the case of Jerrod Carter, who is also currently inprisoned here. When you said the name of the “DETECTIVE” who supposedly got him to confess—Buck Majors—I nearly cleaned out my ears to make sure I heard you right .
I have now conversed with Jerrod Carter about his case. Most importantly, we have compared notes about Buck Majors and our so-called confessions. I have come to believe that your work for Jerrod Carter was meant to bring you to me, or visa-versa. Please hear me out, because I promise you will be interested .
A couple weeks ago, I recieved a letter claiming that a female doctor was killed in Brooklyn, alledgley by the same way I was alledgd to kill my alledgd victims. I can’t send you the exact letter since its all the proof I have, but here’s the important part: “Helen Brunswick, murdered in Park Slope. The newspapers aren’t saying, but both her arms were broken AFTER she was killed, just like with the ladies you supposedly murdered. Now what are the odds of that, and how come the NYPD doesn’t want you to know ?”
Please. I have had this letter all these days with no idea what to do until I saw you on TV and talked conversed with Jerrod Carter about Buck Majors, who lied about Carter’s confession—and mine . And on top of that, I was nailed for killing six people (TO BE CLEAR: I KILLED NO ONE!!! ) based only on my one so-called confession from this “detective .”
The confession was BOGUS from the start. Take a look. You will see. Look at the words Buck Majors used when he was supposed to be quoting my so-called confession, and then compare those words to the so-called confession he got from Jerrod. You mean him and I—two guys that never met each other until we were in the joint, who got arrested three whole years apart—we just happened to use the SAME EXACT WORDS??? No way!
Please help me. A real killer is out there, and it’s not me. And while he’s been out there all these years, I have been in here, and I missed
- Seeing my mother
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