That round of golf never materialized. It was not that I was trying to avoid Joshua; it just happened that we had conflicting schedules almost all week long. But the day before I was set to take the depositions of Claudia and Officer Garcia, I met with Joshua again. It was a chance meeting, one [...]
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When Joshua Newman came to my office, I didn’t know how to begin, so I tried an old cliché. I said, “Joshua, I have good news and bad news, but you have no choice about which one you’re going to hear first.” Circumstantial evidence was all the evidence I had to confront the detective. Although I could call Joshua and ask him if he knew Sylvia, I had no real reason to do so. In an effort to keep my word to Mark, I did not want to share that information with anybody else, either. At least, [...] Detective Pescatore did not seem to be affected by the deposition. Two days later I saw him at the graduation ball of the Police Academy. I was invited because I had been PBA counsel for years, and I had always contributed to the PBA fundraising campaign. The detective was there with a woman. She was [...] Detective Pescatore showed up for his deposition very early. Because he was scheduled for the morning, the prosecutor was not with him; instead, the detective was accompanied by a junior State Attorney. When I first set depositions, the only witness I scheduled in the morning was Detective Pescatore. I did that out of courtesy for [...] I cut the week short. Thursday I left the office early and headed to Tati’s gallery. She had been planning an exposition of Cuban artists for a whole year, and it was finally coming up that weekend. Although I had not been active in the planning stages, I had promised to help her with the [...] As I prepared for depositions, it became evident to me that the State’s star witness would be the woman. She would make or break the State’s case. So I set her deposition for the next to last day. The last day was reserved for Detective Pescatore. There were various reasons for that: First, he had [...] Friday rolled in like a hurricane, one of those things that gives you plenty of warning it’s coming but still catches you with your guard down. Thursday night I had been out late; the Marlins had come home for a four-game series with the Braves, and we had corporate box tickets, courtesy of a good [...] I got home and barely had time to take a bath, eat a bite for breakfast, and head to the office. Steve was there already. Leslie arrived a while later, and we went into the conference room. I brought them up to date in the progress of the case, and then I said, “Well, that’s [...] When I got home, Tati was anxiously waiting for me. She was delighted to see me come home early. I guess she must have seen the expression of victory in my face, because she congratulated me. She had everything packed already, including her cooking utensils, china, and service. She was very picky when it came [...] |
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