is unaware that Mr. Steinberg, who did prosecute, referenced the deceased dog thirty-one times. He did so in his opening and closing arguments and through witness testimony. He used it to argue the facts of the case and to demonstrate Mr. Evans’s ‘extreme callousness.’ The jury certainly considered it; he instructed them to. And this new evidence will prove that he should not have been able to reference it, and they certainly should not have considered it.”
The judge continues questioning us for another fifteen minutes. My assessment is that he does not want to allow Reggie into the courtroom but is unable to come up with an adequate legal justification to prevent it.
“Your Honor,” I say, “we think the evidence to be introduced by the dog will be compelling. But Richard Evans has not seen the dog in five years, and maybe we’ll be wrong. Maybe it will blow up in our faces. But either way, what harm can come of it?”
“What do you mean?” he asks.
“There’s no jury here to protect from being misled. You are the judge and jury, the sole arbiter. You can see it and assign whatever importance to it that you wish. If you think it has no value, you will ignore it. If you consider it valuable for either side, you’ll assign it the appropriate weight. It will be significant or harmless, or somewhere in between, and only you will decide which.”
The judge then asks how we would proceed, and I tell him that Karen Evans would bring Reggie in, that her presence as someone he knows would put him at ease. Then Richard would put him through some training paces, tricks that he had taught him, as a way to demonstrate familiarity.
The fact that the judge asks about process is a good sign; if he were going to disallow Reggie, then the process would not be important. Coletti seems to sense this as well, and she renews many of her objections to the testimony. I refute them, but we’re going over the same ground.
“I’m going to allow it,” the judge says, and then makes an unusual ruling. All other witnesses, for both sides, will testify before Reggie. His appearance will represent the finale. “See you in court,” he says.
We take this as our cue to leave the chambers, and I immediately head for a phone to call Laurie. I tell her what time to have Karen and Reggie here, and that I will call her back if that changes.
“You’re taking a chance,” Laurie reminds me. “Reggie could go into court and bite your client, and your case, on the ass.”
“You’re right,” I say. “You’d better ask Tara to speak to him.”
She laughs. “Will do. See you later… good luck.”
I take my place in the courtroom, and Richard Evans is brought in. I can see the nervousness etched in his face; he’s experienced the wonder of hope this past couple of weeks, and he knows that it could all come crashing down today.
“You ready?” he asks.
I nod. “Ready.”
He’s searching my face for a clue to his chances, doesn’t find anything particularly reassuring, so he finally nods. “Okay. Me, too.”
WHEN THE JUDGE enters the courtroom and the bailiff calls the case, I get my own butterflies. This hearing represents not only a huge hurdle but also an unfamiliar one for a defense attorney like me. Usually we only need “reasonable doubt” on our side; the prosecution has to have a slam dunk, a unanimous verdict, to win. A hung jury is generally considered a defense victory.
Here the opposite is true. Richard is presumed guilty, and we must decisively prevail to give him another chance. In this case a tie doesn’t go to the runner, and it doesn’t go to the defense. We have to win decisively, and the judge must be persuaded that we would probably win in a new trial.
The first witness I call is probably the most important human witness I’ll call all day. It’s Dr. Gerald King, here to testify on the toxicology and medical reports. I start to take him through his credentials, which are as impressive as they come. Halfway through them, Coletti belatedly offers to stipulate to him as an expert witness.
“Your Honor, I would like you to hear his entire curriculum vitae,” I say.
“It’s not necessary,” Judge Gordon says. “I’m very familiar with the doctor.”
That’s plenty good enough for me, and I don’t push the issue. Instead, I take Dr. King through his description of how the bruise