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Charloft: Court Trials
May. 22nd, 2009 09:10 pmYour character has been called to give important testimony in a headliner trial. The whole world is watching! What are they testifying about, and why? And how do they react to the media firestorm surrounding the trial?
Ian hated the mail. It inevitably had something he didn’t want in it at least once a week. The bills were not among the unwanted. Those were part of life. Usually it was letters from lawyers or attorneys or Hammond. Today it was a white envelope from the Law Offices of Anderson and McKanon. Ian opened it with a feeling of dread.
It was a summons to a trial. He was being called to testify for a court case against Hammond. When Ian saw the name of the defendant his eyes rolled out of reflex. It was the family of the biologist that had been trampled by the triceratops when he jumped the fence into a pen with the mother and her two calves. Ian thought he deserved to die for being such a fool.
Malcolm didn’t want anything to do with yet another court case. He had been present at the incident. He and Muldoon had attempted to get the man out of the pen but it had been too late from the beginning. Trikes always gored human opponents. They were 12 ton fighting bulls when threatened.
Ian set the papers aside. Hammond would be livid. Muldoon would no doubt tell them their family member had been a fool. Ian was inclined to agree. Who climbed into a pen with any wild animal and their young? It never seemed to fail that all the lawsuits he was called to testify in were frivolous or dealt with people not using common sense. What more can be said than the man had jumped the fence clearly marked “do not enter” with a wild 12 ton dinosaur? Were they going to ask him why he didn’t jump in after the scraps left from the goring and trampling?
Ian shook his head as he poured a drink. Everyone should be lucky the male had not been with the female and her calves. If he had been the outcome would have been worse. This would be a wasted two days while they tried to couch his answers like he was an idiot then left him to wait for the call to the stand. The only thing that made this worthwhile is the thought of what Hammond was doing after receiving a similar letter. It served them right. Wrongful death was truly trespassing and disregard of rules. People sued for anything these days.
The down side was that it meant he would have less time in Boston unless Hammond had the trial moved to New York. Ian could hope the demanding, old man got his way. Ian could already see the outcome. They would question his credibility for siding with Hammond yet again. He would receive nasty letters and worse calls at his office. People would be back to assuming he was covering something up. Malcolm was in no mood to deal with the media or the grieving family of the idiot who was trampled.
He could always ask Hammond to move up the Sorna trip to right after the trial. That would keep the media and calls to a minimum. It was worth a try considering the favor he would be doing testifying.
Ian hated the mail. It inevitably had something he didn’t want in it at least once a week. The bills were not among the unwanted. Those were part of life. Usually it was letters from lawyers or attorneys or Hammond. Today it was a white envelope from the Law Offices of Anderson and McKanon. Ian opened it with a feeling of dread.
It was a summons to a trial. He was being called to testify for a court case against Hammond. When Ian saw the name of the defendant his eyes rolled out of reflex. It was the family of the biologist that had been trampled by the triceratops when he jumped the fence into a pen with the mother and her two calves. Ian thought he deserved to die for being such a fool.
Malcolm didn’t want anything to do with yet another court case. He had been present at the incident. He and Muldoon had attempted to get the man out of the pen but it had been too late from the beginning. Trikes always gored human opponents. They were 12 ton fighting bulls when threatened.
Ian set the papers aside. Hammond would be livid. Muldoon would no doubt tell them their family member had been a fool. Ian was inclined to agree. Who climbed into a pen with any wild animal and their young? It never seemed to fail that all the lawsuits he was called to testify in were frivolous or dealt with people not using common sense. What more can be said than the man had jumped the fence clearly marked “do not enter” with a wild 12 ton dinosaur? Were they going to ask him why he didn’t jump in after the scraps left from the goring and trampling?
Ian shook his head as he poured a drink. Everyone should be lucky the male had not been with the female and her calves. If he had been the outcome would have been worse. This would be a wasted two days while they tried to couch his answers like he was an idiot then left him to wait for the call to the stand. The only thing that made this worthwhile is the thought of what Hammond was doing after receiving a similar letter. It served them right. Wrongful death was truly trespassing and disregard of rules. People sued for anything these days.
The down side was that it meant he would have less time in Boston unless Hammond had the trial moved to New York. Ian could hope the demanding, old man got his way. Ian could already see the outcome. They would question his credibility for siding with Hammond yet again. He would receive nasty letters and worse calls at his office. People would be back to assuming he was covering something up. Malcolm was in no mood to deal with the media or the grieving family of the idiot who was trampled.
He could always ask Hammond to move up the Sorna trip to right after the trial. That would keep the media and calls to a minimum. It was worth a try considering the favor he would be doing testifying.
