Connelly, Michael - Mickey Haller 02 - the Brass Verdict by Connelly Michael

Author:Connelly, Michael [Connelly, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-04-08T01:53:36+00:00

Twenty-nine

I opened the Patrick Henson file on my desk and looked up the prosecutor's number. I wanted to get this out of the way before I went to work on the Elliot case.

The prosecutor was Dwight Posey, a guy I had dealt with before on cases and never liked. Some prosecutors deal with defense attorneys as though they are only one step removed from their clients. As pseudocriminals, not as educated and experienced professionals. Not as necessary cogs in the winding gears of the justice system. Most cops have this view and I can live with it. But it bothers me when fellow lawyers adopt the pose. Unfortunately, Dwight Posey was one of these, and if I could've gone through the rest of my life without ever having to talk to him, I would have been a happy man. But that was not going to be the case.

"So, Haller," he said after taking the call, "they've got you walking in a dead man's shoes, don't they?"

"What?"

"They gave you all of Jerry Vincent's cases, right? That's how you ended up with Henson."

"Yeah, something like that. Anyway, I'm returning your call, Dwight. Actually, your three calls. What's up? You get the motion I filed yesterday?"

I reminded myself that I had to step carefully here if I wanted to get everything I could out of the phone call. I couldn't let my distaste for the prosecutor affect the outcome for my client.

"Yes, I got the motion. It's sitting right here on my desk. That's why I've been calling."

He left it open for me to step in.

"And?"

"And, uh, well, we're not going to do that, Mick."

"Do what, Dwight?"

"Put our evidence out there for examination."

It was looking more and more like I had struck a major nerve with my motion.

"Well, Dwight, that's the beauty of the system, right? You don't get to make that decision. A judge does. That's why I didn't ask you. I put it in a motion and asked the judge."

Posey cleared his throat.

"No, actually, we do this time," he said. "We're going to drop the theft charge and just proceed with the drug charge. So you can withdraw your motion or we can inform the judge that the point is moot."

I smiled and nodded. I had him. I knew then that Patrick was going to walk.

"Only problem with that, Dwight, is that the drug charge came out of the theft investigation. You know that. When they popped my client, the warrant was for the theft. The drugs were found during the arrest. So you don't have one without the other."

I had the feeling that he knew everything I was saying and that the call was simply following a script. We were going where Posey wanted us to go and that was fine with me. This time I wanted to go there, too.

"Then, maybe we can just talk about a disposition on the matter," he said as if the idea had just occurred to him.

And there we were. We had come to the place Posey had wanted to get to from the moment he'd answered the call.

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