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Part 23 - The Fallout
The Court Reporter read the result: "We the Jury find the Defendant in Count 1 of the indictment..."
"...
not guilty.
"
Stanley Locklear whimpered a sigh of relief. His eyes began tearing up as the '
not guilty
' verdicts on all the other counts were read. He and Michael McGill shook hands, which turned into a man-hug. He turned and shook hands with me, but Paulina had sat back down so they didn't shake hands.
Savannah Fineman looked disgusted and angry, as if the Jury verdict was an affront not so much to her but to the cause of gun-rights-suppression. Miriam Walters's face showed no emotion; indeed, it was impossible for me to tell exactly what she was thinking or feeling.
Judge Folsom polled the Jury on the murder counts, and found them to be unwavering in their decisions to vote for acquittal. He thanked the Jury and then dismissed them, and they were taken back to get their belongings. Stanley Locklear was also taken to the back areas to complete some paperwork, get his things, and be released. Reporters had rushed out of the back of the Courtroom, knocking each other and other people over in their haste to get out and file their stories.
As Paulina and I were about to go up the aisle and out, with the Sheriff falling into place with us, Miriam Walters came up behind us. "Paulina," she said, "be in my office at 4:00pm." She walked on out ahead of us.
"Oh well," Paulina said, "I guess I better get my résumé polished up."
"Naah, you'll be fine." growled Griswold. "In fact... things might turn out better then you think."
I said "And besides... I think you have a job with the Madison & Ives Law Firm any time you want it." When Paulina's head made like an owl's and whipped around to look at me, I just winked at her. An Agency of the Weak-Minded, I was not...
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The Courthouse complex had installed a new Press Conference room, and reporters were in a 'feeding frenzy' as they waited,
expecting
people to show up and answer their questions.
First came Stanley Locklear and Michael McGill. Stanley said "I'll make a statement, but I will not be taking questions at this time. I want to thank my attorney Michael McGill for his amazing job as my Defense counsel. Without him, there is no telling where I'd be, and how successful ADA Fineman's political witch hunt would have been, and how much damage to our Second Amendment rights and the right to be secure in our homes she would have done."
Locklear: "I also want to thank the National Rifle Association. My attorney was recommended by them, and they stood with me through this whole ordeal. Your First Amendment rights as reporters are upheld
only
by the Second Amendment rights of good American Citizens, and their willingness to protect those rights..."
Reporters began shouting questions at Locklear, but he simply moved off the stage and out of the room. Unlike publicity hound attorneys, Michael McGill went with him rather than speak to the shouting reporters.
Next came Miriam Walters, by herself. She said "I have a brief statement, and then I'll move on. I'll be taking no questions; I believe ADA Fineman will, and I won't step on that. I want to thank the Jury for their diligence and their hard work as they did their duty, and for coming to a unanimous verdict in the case. I'm not going to analyze the conduct of the trial here, except to say this:
I apologize to the Detectives of the Town & County Police and their leadership for jumping the gun and bringing this case to trial before they had finished their investigation.
"
Miriam: "Like that television show 'Law & Order', we are supposed to be working together with Law Enforcement to bring the criminals they catch to justice. We did not do that here, and that is on me. Furthermore,
I am dropping my lawsuit against Commander Donald Troy
as a good faith gesture towards improving the D.A.'s Office's relations with the TCPD, and working together to bring lawbreakers to justice."
She left the stage. It was fifteen minutes later when Savannah Fineman came in. She said "The Jury arrived at a unanimous verdict, and I respect their decision. I really don't have a statement, so I'll take your questions." She pointed to Tim Sioban.
"Tim Sioban, KSB News." said Sioban. "Ms. Fineman, will you be putting Marla Locklear on trial, now that her husband has gotten off scot-free?"
"No." said Savannah. "First of all, I think we put the correct person on trial. He just beat the rap and was acquitted. And second, no, I won't be bringing any charges at all against Mrs. Locklear." She pointed to Amber Harris of KXTC News.
"Amber Harris, KXTC News." the athletic blonde said. "Did Commander Donald Troy's refusal to help you convict Locklear contribute to his acquittal?"
Savannah said "Commander Troy and the TCPD have a duty to help the Town & County District Attorney's Office convict the criminals we indict. Their failure to do so is a dereliction of their duty. So yes, Donald Troy helped an NRA-worshipping, gun-loving vigilante be acquitted, when he's on tape shooting two unarmed men..."
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As Teresa and I came out of the back of the Courthouse complex and into the parking lot between the Courthouse and Eastside Elementary School, we were suddenly surrounded by reporters and camerapersons. I did not feel like I was in danger; after all, I had my red crowbar, and Teresa was more than ready to shoot and kill anyone who represented a threat. I also knew that the Deputies that had appeared and made a line we could walk through were eager to enforce some order upon the pathetic slugs of the bitterly reviled Mainstream Media.
As they shouted questions, I decided to stop and make a statement. When I took one question, everyone calmed down enough for me to answer. It did not matter what the question was. I acted like U.S. Attorney General Derrick B. Harland's Press Secretary, a redheaded woman who was derisively called 'Little Red Lying Hood', and answered however I damn well pleased.
I said loudly and clearly: "Today... the Constitution worked. Today, an innocent man was acquitted by a Jury of his peers. The Second Amendment was vindicated. The right to be secure in one's home, and to defend one's home and family, was upheld. The right to stand one's ground in the defense of one's home and family was upheld."
The Media did
not
like that; guess how often that video clip would appear on the County's and the State's televisions? (Yes, it did air on the State Fox Networks.)
But as I was about to continue walking, one reporterette did try to ask another question: "Commander, Miriam Walters said she is dropping her lawsuit against you. Will you meet her halfway and work with her again?"
I stopped and turned, and said "First of all, can you explain exactly where this mythical 'halfway' that I'm supposed to meet Ms. Walters
is?
And second, I'll work with Ms. Walters and anyone in the District Attorney's Office... except Savannah Fineman."
And this time I
did
start moving again, and did not stop...
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