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will his.”
“No problem there. We’ll take care of him. He’s the least of your worries, you know.”
“How’s that, Clive?”
“You don’t have much in the way of evidence, can’t find your main witness, and the DNA is a case killer. You’re captain of the Titanic, Mickey, and Gabriel Williams put you there. Makes me wonder what he’s got on you.”
Out of all that he said, I only wondered about one thing. How did he know about the missing witness? I, of course, didn’t ask him or respond to his jab about what the DA might have on me. I played it like all the overconfident prosecutors I had ever gone up against.
“Tell your client to enjoy himself while he’s out there, Clive. Because as soon as the verdict comes in, he’s going back inside.”
Royce smiled as he snapped his case closed. He changed the subject.
“When can we talk about discovery?”
“We can talk about it whenever you like. I’ll start putting a file together in the morning.”
“Good. Let’s talk soon, Mick, yes?”
“Like I said, anytime, Clive.”
He headed over to the court deputy’s desk, most likely to see about his client’s release. I pushed through the gate and connected with Lorna and we left the courtroom together. Waiting for me outside was a small gathering of reporters and cameras. The reporters shouted questions about my not objecting to bail and I told them no comment and walked on by. They waited in place for Royce to come out next.
“I don’t know, Mickey,” Lorna confided. “How do you think the DA is going to respond to the no bail?”
Just as she asked it my phone started beeping in my pocket. I realized I had forgotten to turn it off in the courtroom. That was an error that could have proven costly, depending on Firestone’s view of electronic interruptions while court was in session.
Looking at the screen, I said to Lorna, “I don’t know but I think I’m about to find out.”
I held up the phone so she could see that the caller ID said LADA.
“You take it. I’m going to run. Be careful, Mickey.”
She kissed me on the cheek and headed off to the elevator alcove. I connected to the call. I had guessed right. It was Gabriel Williams.
“Haller, what the hell are you doing?”
“What do you mean?”
“One of my people said you allowed Jessup to walk on an OR.”
“That’s right.”
“Then I’ll ask again, What the hell are you doing?”
“Look, I—”
“No, you look. I don’t know if you were just giving one of your buddies in the defense bar what he wanted or you are just stupid, but you never let a murderer walk. You understand me? Now, I want you to go back in there and ask for a new hearing on bail.”
“No, I’m not going to do that.”
There was a hard silence for at least ten seconds before Williams came back.
“Did I just hear you right, Haller?”
“I don’t know what you heard, Williams, but I’m not going back for a rehearing. You have to understand something. You gave me a bag of shit for a case and I have to do the best I can with it. What evidence we do have is twenty-four years old. We have a big hole blown in the side of the case with the DNA and we have an eyewitness we can’t find. So that tells me I have to do whatever I can do to make this case.”
“And what’s that got to do with letting this man out of jail?”
“Don’t you see, man? Jessup has been in prison for twenty-four years. It was no finishing school. Whatever he was when he went in? He’s worse now. If he’s on the outside, he’ll fuck up. And if he fucks up, that only helps us.”
“So in other words, you are putting the general public at risk while this guy is out there.”
“No, because you are going to talk to the LAPD and get them to watch this guy. So nobody gets hurt and they are able to step in and grab him the minute he acts out.”
Another silence followed but this time I could hear muffled voices and I figured that Williams was talking it over with his
“No problem there. We’ll take care of him. He’s the least of your worries, you know.”
“How’s that, Clive?”
“You don’t have much in the way of evidence, can’t find your main witness, and the DNA is a case killer. You’re captain of the Titanic, Mickey, and Gabriel Williams put you there. Makes me wonder what he’s got on you.”
Out of all that he said, I only wondered about one thing. How did he know about the missing witness? I, of course, didn’t ask him or respond to his jab about what the DA might have on me. I played it like all the overconfident prosecutors I had ever gone up against.
“Tell your client to enjoy himself while he’s out there, Clive. Because as soon as the verdict comes in, he’s going back inside.”
Royce smiled as he snapped his case closed. He changed the subject.
“When can we talk about discovery?”
“We can talk about it whenever you like. I’ll start putting a file together in the morning.”
“Good. Let’s talk soon, Mick, yes?”
“Like I said, anytime, Clive.”
He headed over to the court deputy’s desk, most likely to see about his client’s release. I pushed through the gate and connected with Lorna and we left the courtroom together. Waiting for me outside was a small gathering of reporters and cameras. The reporters shouted questions about my not objecting to bail and I told them no comment and walked on by. They waited in place for Royce to come out next.
“I don’t know, Mickey,” Lorna confided. “How do you think the DA is going to respond to the no bail?”
Just as she asked it my phone started beeping in my pocket. I realized I had forgotten to turn it off in the courtroom. That was an error that could have proven costly, depending on Firestone’s view of electronic interruptions while court was in session.
Looking at the screen, I said to Lorna, “I don’t know but I think I’m about to find out.”
I held up the phone so she could see that the caller ID said LADA.
“You take it. I’m going to run. Be careful, Mickey.”
She kissed me on the cheek and headed off to the elevator alcove. I connected to the call. I had guessed right. It was Gabriel Williams.
“Haller, what the hell are you doing?”
“What do you mean?”
“One of my people said you allowed Jessup to walk on an OR.”
“That’s right.”
“Then I’ll ask again, What the hell are you doing?”
“Look, I—”
“No, you look. I don’t know if you were just giving one of your buddies in the defense bar what he wanted or you are just stupid, but you never let a murderer walk. You understand me? Now, I want you to go back in there and ask for a new hearing on bail.”
“No, I’m not going to do that.”
There was a hard silence for at least ten seconds before Williams came back.
“Did I just hear you right, Haller?”
“I don’t know what you heard, Williams, but I’m not going back for a rehearing. You have to understand something. You gave me a bag of shit for a case and I have to do the best I can with it. What evidence we do have is twenty-four years old. We have a big hole blown in the side of the case with the DNA and we have an eyewitness we can’t find. So that tells me I have to do whatever I can do to make this case.”
“And what’s that got to do with letting this man out of jail?”
“Don’t you see, man? Jessup has been in prison for twenty-four years. It was no finishing school. Whatever he was when he went in? He’s worse now. If he’s on the outside, he’ll fuck up. And if he fucks up, that only helps us.”
“So in other words, you are putting the general public at risk while this guy is out there.”
“No, because you are going to talk to the LAPD and get them to watch this guy. So nobody gets hurt and they are able to step in and grab him the minute he acts out.”
Another silence followed but this time I could hear muffled voices and I figured that Williams was talking it over with his
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