Joe Dillard - 03 - Injustice for All by Scott Pratt Read Free Book Online

Judge.”
    “You can step down, Mr. Dillinger. Do you want to say anything before I rule, Mr. Dillard?”
    I’ve already laid out the argument and all the case law for the judge in a brief that I filed two weeks earlier. I’ve called two witnesses prior to Dillinger. The first was the president of Pedofind, who outlined what the organization does, how they do it, and specifically what happened in this case; the second was the Johnson City detective who investigated the report, obtained the search warrant, and arrested Buddy Carver. Both of them testified that Dillinger was not working on their behalf when he hacked into Carver’s computer. The detective testified that she’d never heard of Pedofind or Dillinger prior to the investigation. The Pedofind executive admitted that they’d obtained information from Dillinger before, but that Dillinger received no compensation, no direction, and no encouragement from their organization. He just popped up on their radar every so often and gave them information about suspected pedophiles actively downloading child pornography from the Internet. The Pedofind executive also testified that his company receives no funds from the government—no grants, no loans, no stipends, nothing. The organization is funded entirely by private donations.
    As an aside, I’ve reminded the judge that Dillinger isn’t a citizen of the United States and wasn’t in the country—let alone in the city or the state—when he alerted Pedofind. Therefore, I’ve argued, he could not possibly be acting on behalf of any U.S. governmental agency. The protections of the Constitution simply do not apply.
    I stand up and lay it all out for the judge one last time. He won’t look at me, which is always a bad sign.
    Kay gets up and argues his side of the case again. Pedofind is obviously an agent of the government, he says. They report illegal activities to law enforcement whenever the opportunity arises. Their activities have resulted in the prosecution of more than a dozen pedophiles. Dillinger, he says, is an agent of Pedofind. He’s given them information in the past, they’ve turned it over to government authorities, and the information has resulted in criminal prosecutions. Because both are acting on behalf of the government, the search of Carver’s computer is covered by the Fourth Amendment. A warrant is required. Since there was no warrant, the search is illegal. The evidence must be suppressed.
    When Kay is finished, I experience the same feeling of gloom that I experienced so many times as a defense lawyer. I’m going to lose. The judge’s attitude, his mannerisms during the hearing—his interest when Kay is talking and his distance when I’m talking—have tipped his hand. I know he’s going to rule against me as sure as I know it’s going to rain when a thunderhead rolls in over the mountains to the west.
    “Do you require findings of fact and conclusions of law, Mr. Dillard?”
    I remain seated, unwilling to stand and show him the respect required by tradition because I regard him as a small man in terms of intellect and morality. Despite the fact that he’s sitting above me on his throne and could possibly do the same thing to me that he’s done to Ray Miller, I can’t force myself to genuflect.
    “Is there any point?” I mutter from my seat at the table.
    “Speak up!”
    I lift my head and glare at him. “I think you made up your mind before we walked in the door.”
    Judge Green stiffens briefly but manages to control his anger. He knows the press is in the audience. He knows this is a big story. He knows he has a rare chance to deal a blow to the prosecutor’s office and me personally, and he’s relishing it.
    “I am an elected official,” the judge says deliberately, “whose primary responsibility, in my view, is to interpret and uphold the law. The people of this district elected me because they trust me. They’ve trusted me for many years, and I’ve served them