“It’s all wrong” I proclaimed, slamming my cup on the table. of our leads have been dead-ends”.
Our client was clearly guilty. Anyone could see it. But we still had to defend him. In fact, he was so obviously guilty, that our only option was to find another mass murderer in New York and clear his name. My associate, Jack Thornton sat across from me, calm as ever. He was wearing a Steelers t-shirt, tennis shoes, and torn light blue denim jeans. He didn’t believe in dressing up for work.
“Marion, we have to keep looking. A case like this can make someone’s career.” he said in his quiet voice.
“I guess so.” How long did it take before we decided to throw in the towel? He was right, if somehow we could find a way to have him found not guilty,
Our client was clearly guilty. Anyone could see it. But we still had to defend him. In fact, he was so obviously guilty, that our only option was to find another mass murderer in New York and clear his name. My associate, Jack Thornton sat across from me, calm as ever. He was wearing a Steelers t-shirt, tennis shoes, and torn light blue denim jeans. He didn’t believe in dressing up for work.
“Marion, we have to keep looking. A case like this can make someone’s career.” he said in his quiet voice.
“I guess so.” How long did it take before we decided to throw in the towel? He was right, if somehow we could find a way to have him found not guilty,