The prosecutor complains that my client comes to court on the day of trial dressed in his military uniform. “Come on,” she laughs. “Really?” It is because she knows the effect the uniform will have, not only on the judge and jury but on the police officers she will have to rely on to prosecute her case.
My client’s girlfriend, sitting out in the hallway and eavesdropping on the prosecutor’s conversation with the officers, tells us that the officers are changing their story. “I really can’t say that he caused the accident after all,” one of them tells the prosecutor.
It must be the uniform. My client wasn’t in uniform on the day of the accident. He is in uniform today. People open doors for him. Security guards smile at him, and tell him what branch of the military they served in. And the police officers decide they didn’t see what they said they saw in the police report.
Fortunately for us, this is an honest, straight-forward, no-nonsense prosecutor. “I am not telling you how to testify,” she tells the officers, doing damage-control while the girlfriend listens in. “But you need to tell me what you saw. I need to know what I am dealing with.”