We shuffled into our hotel, poison-drenched roaches certain that the bird poop was our flashing neon sign. Once in the…
Facing Lorrie, on the street, Mexico City. My back to the direction we’re headed. It’s two blocks max. Me with…
Defense attorney Phil Weidner started by having Trooper Anderson write out a list of things he could have fingerprinted —…
Trooper Bob Anderson thought the Peel trial had lost its way. And he thought he knew why: neither the court…