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Real Justice: Guilty of Being Weird: The Story of Guy Paul Morin
At twenty-four, Guy Paul Morin was considered a bit strange. He still lived at home, drove his parents' car, kept bees in the backyard and grew flowers to encourage the hives. He played the saxophone and clarinet in three bands and loved the swing music of the 1940s.
In the small town where he lived, this meant Guy Paul stood out. So when the nine-year-old girl next door went missing, the police were convinced that Morin was responsible for the little girl's murder. Over the course of eight years, police manipulated witnesses and tampered with evidence to target and convict an innocent man. It took ten years and the just-developed science of DNA testing to finally clear his name.
This book tells his story, showing how the justice system not only failed to help an innocent young man but also conspired to convict him. It also shows how a determined group of people dug up the evidence and forced the judicial system to give him the justice he deserved.
In the small town where he lived, this meant Guy Paul stood out. So when the nine-year-old girl next door went missing, the police were convinced that Morin was responsible for the little girl's murder. Over the course of eight years, police manipulated witnesses and tampered with evidence to target and convict an innocent man. It took ten years and the just-developed science of DNA testing to finally clear his name.
This book tells his story, showing how the justice system not only failed to help an innocent young man but also conspired to convict him. It also shows how a determined group of people dug up the evidence and forced the judicial system to give him the justice he deserved.
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First published August 13, 2012
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April 21, 2013
Initial reaction: This was a very interesting account of a man falsely accused of a terrible crime. I'm really surprised at the levels of assumption, oversight and just the overarching case in general. The narrative is actually told very well, like an unfolding story as it's recounted. I felt like I was reading a case as recounted from a prominent news journal, though with personal touches.
Full review:
I've read and often perused crime stories in the measure of fiction and non-fiction works, but in picking up "Real Justice: Guilty of Being Weird", I was very surprised to see how much assumption and oversight occurred in the case of 24-year old Guy Paul Morin. A man who still lived with his parents and quiet by nature, Morin found himself accused of kidnapping the daughter of his neighbors, a nine year old girl, in 1984. Many made claims of his guilt based on his demeanor and oddities about the way he came home the evening the girl disappeared, but other claims that would later note his innocence (such as the fact that he never smoked) were ignored. He was found innocent during his first trial, but with fabrications of evidence, dismissal of witness testimonies, tampering with procedure, and a retrial (in Canada, double jeopardy doesn't apply), Morin was falsely imprisoned for quite some time until appeals towards his innocence and testimonies were heard.
I appreciated learning the story of Morin and reading the unfolding narrative behind it. Granted, I would say there were some parts of this narrative that didn't do enough to bring more of an account from multiple perspectives from direct figures involved in the case, but I liked how it told the story from beginning to end and includes a timeline of events for the reader to peruse. This is the kind of narrative that is easy to pick up for multiple audiences, and conveys the importance of examining all angles of a case before presuming guilt. I would certainly recommend it for those who want to read true life justice stories and who are interested in the respective case.
Overall score: 3/5
Note: I received this as an ARC from NetGalley, from the publisher Lorimer and Company.
Full review:
I've read and often perused crime stories in the measure of fiction and non-fiction works, but in picking up "Real Justice: Guilty of Being Weird", I was very surprised to see how much assumption and oversight occurred in the case of 24-year old Guy Paul Morin. A man who still lived with his parents and quiet by nature, Morin found himself accused of kidnapping the daughter of his neighbors, a nine year old girl, in 1984. Many made claims of his guilt based on his demeanor and oddities about the way he came home the evening the girl disappeared, but other claims that would later note his innocence (such as the fact that he never smoked) were ignored. He was found innocent during his first trial, but with fabrications of evidence, dismissal of witness testimonies, tampering with procedure, and a retrial (in Canada, double jeopardy doesn't apply), Morin was falsely imprisoned for quite some time until appeals towards his innocence and testimonies were heard.
I appreciated learning the story of Morin and reading the unfolding narrative behind it. Granted, I would say there were some parts of this narrative that didn't do enough to bring more of an account from multiple perspectives from direct figures involved in the case, but I liked how it told the story from beginning to end and includes a timeline of events for the reader to peruse. This is the kind of narrative that is easy to pick up for multiple audiences, and conveys the importance of examining all angles of a case before presuming guilt. I would certainly recommend it for those who want to read true life justice stories and who are interested in the respective case.
Overall score: 3/5
Note: I received this as an ARC from NetGalley, from the publisher Lorimer and Company.
July 25, 2012
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Real Justice: Guilty of Being Weird: The story of Guy Paul Morin by Cynthia J. Faryon [Lorimer: Real Justice series – August 2012 (pre-orders are being accepted)] is one of four such works under the Real Justice label, all of them dealing with tragic, Canadian cases that went terribly awry. The others include: Robert Baltovich; Steven Truscott; and David Milgard.
From a GLBT perspective we could also add John Damien, summarily fired for being homosexual and a “security risk,” and Everett George Klippert, the last person imprisoned in Canada for private, consensual sex with men. After being assessed “incurably homosexual”, he was sentenced to an indefinite “preventive detention” as a dangerous sexual offender.
The story of Guy Paul Morin reads like a ‘how not to’ textbook on bungling, sloppiness, incompetence, prejudice, police and prosecutorial misconduct, and misrepresentation of forensic evidence by so-called “experts.” And yet, Ms Faryon has managed to remain objective throughout, and to put a human face on both the accusers and accused.
When eight-year-old Christine Jessop was first reported missing (October 3, 1984) the police told her mother, Janet Jessop, to call her friends and neighbours to see if anyone had seen or spoken to her. As a result of these calls, people began to gather at the Jessop residence, and,
“Soon the place was filled with people. They made coffee, tea, and helped themselves to drinks from the refrigerator. They touched glasses, mugs, counter tops, door handles and used the bathroom. Someone picked up the bike from off the shed floor and leaned it against the wall. Perhaps the same person also took Christine’s pink sweater off the nail and brought it into the house, most likely thinking they were helping. The police didn’t
Police made no attempt to monitor who was coming into the house or what they were doing. They hadn’t taped off Christine’s bedroom or the shed, or treated the house like a crime scene. They treated the situation as if Christine was staying too long at a friend’s house, or maybe she was lost in the woods. The police didn’t even speak to most of them. Why go to all that trouble when it wasn’t necessary?” p.32
Moreover when Christine’s body was finally discovered in a farmer’s field in Sunderland, Ontario, (about 60 miles north-east of Toronto),
“None of the officers were issued gloves, scarves, or protective clothing to prevent hair and fibres from falling on the remains and contaminating the evidence. Michalowsky [Chief Identification Technician with the Durham Regional Police] was in a hurry, racing against the weather. It was going to be tough to get the search done before the storm.” P.50
“Some of the officers took smoke breaks and no one watched to make sure the cigarette butts were put in the trash bag hanging on the van mirror. A cigarette package, a sales receipt, and a milk carton were found close to the body. Those in charge decided these items didn’t have anything to do with the murder, and they were thrown away. Other items were photographed, tagged, bagged, and sent to the lab for analysis and accepted as evidence, even though they were dropped by the searchers.” P.52
Guy Paul did not attend the funeral, believing it was not open to the public, and this became a topic of discussion:
“His absence was noted by the police. It seemed Guy Paul couldn’t do anything right. The police and reporters believed the murderer would go to the funeral. If Guy Paul had gone, they would have noticed him, and perhaps thought he was guilty. But he didn’t go, and they thought it was suspicious he stayed away.” p.61
“Detectives Fitzpatrick and Shephard met with Janet and Kenny Jessop on February 14, 1985. When asked about Guy Paul, they both said he was a musician and a “weird-type guy.” They complained that he had never helped with the search for Christine and didn’t attend the funeral or even give them his sympathies. Inspector John Shephard made an entry in his notebook identifying Guy Paul as “Suspect Morin.””p.61
Guy Paul’s name kept coming up, along with the epithet “weird,” and so the police decided it was time to talk to this “weird-type guy.” But first they did some digging, starting with Christine’s best friend Leslie, whom they interviewed just beforehand:
“So Leslie,” the detective asked, “tell me about Christine’s neighbour, Guy Paul Morin. You said you were friends with Christine.”
“Yeah, she was my best friend.”
“So, when you were playing over there at Christine’s and you saw Guy Paul, what was he doing?”
“I don’t know,” said Leslie.
“Well,” said the detective, “was he cutting his lawn?”
“No.”
“Was he standing next to his fence?”
“Yes.”
“Could he have been cutting his hedges?”
“Yeah, I think so. He must have been cutting his hedges.”
“Well,” asked the detective, “was he holding the clippers tight?”
“Well,” Leslie said. “I don’t know.”
“Well,” pushed the detective, “were his knuckles white, did they look like this?” and he held out his fist so his knuckles looked white.
“Yeah, sure. Okay. Yes, it did look like that.” p.63
Morin was subsequently arrested, and at his first trial in 1986 he was acquitted. However, the Crown appealed this decision on the grounds that the trial judge made a fundamental error prejudicing the Crown’s right to a fair trial, and in 1987 the Court of Appeal ordered a new trial.
Morin was convicted at his second trial (1992), substantially on the testimony of convicted felons who wanted shortened jail time, and was sentenced to life imprisonment. In 1995, improvements in DNA testing led to a test which excluded Morin as the murderer. Morin’s appeal of his conviction was allowed (i.e., the conviction was reversed), and a directed verdict of acquittal entered in the appeal.
Subsequently, a commission of inquiry was convened under Mr. Justice Fred Kaufman (The Commission on Proceedings Involving Guy Paul Morin), who uncovered evidence of police and prosecutorial misconduct, and of misrepresentation of forensic evidence by forensic experts.
However, I think the main lesson to be learned here is to not to jump to conclusions, as was done in this case. Morin was considered “weird,” and this assumption blossomed to the point where it implicated an entire chain of “experts.” The chain was then held fast through the fact that one link blindly followed another through professional courtesy, or whatever.
In fact the police, forensic experts and Crown prosecutors were so confident — so smug — that they built their case backwards, manipulating and creating evidence to prove the guilt of a suspect who could not possibly be innocent. But he was.… Highly recommended. Five bees.
Real Justice: Guilty of Being Weird: The story of Guy Paul Morin by Cynthia J. Faryon [Lorimer: Real Justice series – August 2012 (pre-orders are being accepted)] is one of four such works under the Real Justice label, all of them dealing with tragic, Canadian cases that went terribly awry. The others include: Robert Baltovich; Steven Truscott; and David Milgard.
From a GLBT perspective we could also add John Damien, summarily fired for being homosexual and a “security risk,” and Everett George Klippert, the last person imprisoned in Canada for private, consensual sex with men. After being assessed “incurably homosexual”, he was sentenced to an indefinite “preventive detention” as a dangerous sexual offender.
The story of Guy Paul Morin reads like a ‘how not to’ textbook on bungling, sloppiness, incompetence, prejudice, police and prosecutorial misconduct, and misrepresentation of forensic evidence by so-called “experts.” And yet, Ms Faryon has managed to remain objective throughout, and to put a human face on both the accusers and accused.
When eight-year-old Christine Jessop was first reported missing (October 3, 1984) the police told her mother, Janet Jessop, to call her friends and neighbours to see if anyone had seen or spoken to her. As a result of these calls, people began to gather at the Jessop residence, and,
“Soon the place was filled with people. They made coffee, tea, and helped themselves to drinks from the refrigerator. They touched glasses, mugs, counter tops, door handles and used the bathroom. Someone picked up the bike from off the shed floor and leaned it against the wall. Perhaps the same person also took Christine’s pink sweater off the nail and brought it into the house, most likely thinking they were helping. The police didn’t
Police made no attempt to monitor who was coming into the house or what they were doing. They hadn’t taped off Christine’s bedroom or the shed, or treated the house like a crime scene. They treated the situation as if Christine was staying too long at a friend’s house, or maybe she was lost in the woods. The police didn’t even speak to most of them. Why go to all that trouble when it wasn’t necessary?” p.32
Moreover when Christine’s body was finally discovered in a farmer’s field in Sunderland, Ontario, (about 60 miles north-east of Toronto),
“None of the officers were issued gloves, scarves, or protective clothing to prevent hair and fibres from falling on the remains and contaminating the evidence. Michalowsky [Chief Identification Technician with the Durham Regional Police] was in a hurry, racing against the weather. It was going to be tough to get the search done before the storm.” P.50
“Some of the officers took smoke breaks and no one watched to make sure the cigarette butts were put in the trash bag hanging on the van mirror. A cigarette package, a sales receipt, and a milk carton were found close to the body. Those in charge decided these items didn’t have anything to do with the murder, and they were thrown away. Other items were photographed, tagged, bagged, and sent to the lab for analysis and accepted as evidence, even though they were dropped by the searchers.” P.52
Guy Paul did not attend the funeral, believing it was not open to the public, and this became a topic of discussion:
“His absence was noted by the police. It seemed Guy Paul couldn’t do anything right. The police and reporters believed the murderer would go to the funeral. If Guy Paul had gone, they would have noticed him, and perhaps thought he was guilty. But he didn’t go, and they thought it was suspicious he stayed away.” p.61
“Detectives Fitzpatrick and Shephard met with Janet and Kenny Jessop on February 14, 1985. When asked about Guy Paul, they both said he was a musician and a “weird-type guy.” They complained that he had never helped with the search for Christine and didn’t attend the funeral or even give them his sympathies. Inspector John Shephard made an entry in his notebook identifying Guy Paul as “Suspect Morin.””p.61
Guy Paul’s name kept coming up, along with the epithet “weird,” and so the police decided it was time to talk to this “weird-type guy.” But first they did some digging, starting with Christine’s best friend Leslie, whom they interviewed just beforehand:
“So Leslie,” the detective asked, “tell me about Christine’s neighbour, Guy Paul Morin. You said you were friends with Christine.”
“Yeah, she was my best friend.”
“So, when you were playing over there at Christine’s and you saw Guy Paul, what was he doing?”
“I don’t know,” said Leslie.
“Well,” said the detective, “was he cutting his lawn?”
“No.”
“Was he standing next to his fence?”
“Yes.”
“Could he have been cutting his hedges?”
“Yeah, I think so. He must have been cutting his hedges.”
“Well,” asked the detective, “was he holding the clippers tight?”
“Well,” Leslie said. “I don’t know.”
“Well,” pushed the detective, “were his knuckles white, did they look like this?” and he held out his fist so his knuckles looked white.
“Yeah, sure. Okay. Yes, it did look like that.” p.63
Morin was subsequently arrested, and at his first trial in 1986 he was acquitted. However, the Crown appealed this decision on the grounds that the trial judge made a fundamental error prejudicing the Crown’s right to a fair trial, and in 1987 the Court of Appeal ordered a new trial.
Morin was convicted at his second trial (1992), substantially on the testimony of convicted felons who wanted shortened jail time, and was sentenced to life imprisonment. In 1995, improvements in DNA testing led to a test which excluded Morin as the murderer. Morin’s appeal of his conviction was allowed (i.e., the conviction was reversed), and a directed verdict of acquittal entered in the appeal.
Subsequently, a commission of inquiry was convened under Mr. Justice Fred Kaufman (The Commission on Proceedings Involving Guy Paul Morin), who uncovered evidence of police and prosecutorial misconduct, and of misrepresentation of forensic evidence by forensic experts.
However, I think the main lesson to be learned here is to not to jump to conclusions, as was done in this case. Morin was considered “weird,” and this assumption blossomed to the point where it implicated an entire chain of “experts.” The chain was then held fast through the fact that one link blindly followed another through professional courtesy, or whatever.
In fact the police, forensic experts and Crown prosecutors were so confident — so smug — that they built their case backwards, manipulating and creating evidence to prove the guilt of a suspect who could not possibly be innocent. But he was.… Highly recommended. Five bees.
September 30, 2015
{my thoughts} – “For reasons that now seem naive, it was assumed that the justice system always reached a correct result; that the wisdom of twelve jurors always resulted in the people being sent to prison. In fact, verdicts were so unquestioned that the phrase “wrongful conviction” had yet to be coined.”
Guy Paul Morin had his life and that of his families turned upside down when he was arrested, tried and convicted of the murder for 9 year-old Christine Jessop. The little girl was his neighbor and although their family wasn’t close the two families were always friendly. Guy Paul maintained his plea of being innocent from day one and never changed his story throughout his entire ordeal. He had lost years of his life, he had been called names, frowned upon and spent countless nights in a jail cell where he didn’t belong. He went through two court hears and an appeal. Finally, it was the appeal that proved through DNA testing that it was not him that had murdered the little girl. The DNA evidence proved he had been wrongfully convicted and his verdict was overturned and he was set free.
October 03, 1984, Christine Jessop went missing. After reading this entire story I can understand how things turned out how they did. I cannot understand how the police, the Forensics Unit, and the neighbors were so negligent in their actions, that such a tragedy of mis-justice had taken place. When the investigation began the case was ruined. The police and detectives on scene did nothing correctly. They didn’t treat the Jessop house as a part of the crime scene. They didn’t yellow tape of the girls room. They didn’t keep a list of the names of people that were in and out of the Jessop house, they didn’t preserve finger prints. They did nothing, why, because they assumed the girl was out playing and she would come home or someone would find her. They didn’t do a proper search, they didn’t write down tips that were brought to their attention they just didn’t seem to have the investigation under control.
So many neighbors, and other people had described Guy Paul as strange, weird, uncommon for an individual. Since so many people were pointing fingers hat him in a sense the police decided they would too. When they located the girls decomposing body on December 31, 1984, they didn’t take notes of evidence, they took pictures, but nothing was properly cataloged. They didn’t preserve the scene, they instead didn’t keep track of what was going on since they were rushing due to an incoming storm. Because of this the whole scene had more or less been contaminated.
When the police came across a tip or evidence that didn’t fall in line with their belief that Guy Paul was the killer they tossed it. They didn’t bother to keep anything that could have ruined the air tight case they were building against an innocent man. The first trial he was found not guilty at and it concluded on February 07, 1986. The second trial ended on July 30, 1992 and resulted in a guilty verdict. On August 22, 1992 an appeal was launched in favor of Guy Paul. On February 09, 1993 he was released from prison on a $40,000 bail. On January 23, 1995 due to DNA evidence that wasn’t available during the first two trials he was acquitted of all charges and set free.
This whole story makes me sad and knowing that it is real makes it even worse. I couldn’t imagine going through what Guy Paul and his parents went through all the years he was being tortured by a verdict that was wrong. I can’t imagine being the Jessop family believing that the killer was behind bars, that the police had the right guy and then finding out that he wasn’t the right guy and now the likelihood of finding the killer is slim to none. I couldn’t imagine not being able to get justice for my murdered child. It all is so sad and heartbreaking.
I highly recommend this book for anyone interested in learning more about Criminal Justice. I am sure those that like to read about past Criminal Justice events that have helped to shape the Criminal Justice System to what it is today in Canada can learn from this book, well this series in general. They are short reads that are written in novel form. They are as real as real can be and well worth the time spent reading.
Guy Paul Morin had his life and that of his families turned upside down when he was arrested, tried and convicted of the murder for 9 year-old Christine Jessop. The little girl was his neighbor and although their family wasn’t close the two families were always friendly. Guy Paul maintained his plea of being innocent from day one and never changed his story throughout his entire ordeal. He had lost years of his life, he had been called names, frowned upon and spent countless nights in a jail cell where he didn’t belong. He went through two court hears and an appeal. Finally, it was the appeal that proved through DNA testing that it was not him that had murdered the little girl. The DNA evidence proved he had been wrongfully convicted and his verdict was overturned and he was set free.
October 03, 1984, Christine Jessop went missing. After reading this entire story I can understand how things turned out how they did. I cannot understand how the police, the Forensics Unit, and the neighbors were so negligent in their actions, that such a tragedy of mis-justice had taken place. When the investigation began the case was ruined. The police and detectives on scene did nothing correctly. They didn’t treat the Jessop house as a part of the crime scene. They didn’t yellow tape of the girls room. They didn’t keep a list of the names of people that were in and out of the Jessop house, they didn’t preserve finger prints. They did nothing, why, because they assumed the girl was out playing and she would come home or someone would find her. They didn’t do a proper search, they didn’t write down tips that were brought to their attention they just didn’t seem to have the investigation under control.
So many neighbors, and other people had described Guy Paul as strange, weird, uncommon for an individual. Since so many people were pointing fingers hat him in a sense the police decided they would too. When they located the girls decomposing body on December 31, 1984, they didn’t take notes of evidence, they took pictures, but nothing was properly cataloged. They didn’t preserve the scene, they instead didn’t keep track of what was going on since they were rushing due to an incoming storm. Because of this the whole scene had more or less been contaminated.
When the police came across a tip or evidence that didn’t fall in line with their belief that Guy Paul was the killer they tossed it. They didn’t bother to keep anything that could have ruined the air tight case they were building against an innocent man. The first trial he was found not guilty at and it concluded on February 07, 1986. The second trial ended on July 30, 1992 and resulted in a guilty verdict. On August 22, 1992 an appeal was launched in favor of Guy Paul. On February 09, 1993 he was released from prison on a $40,000 bail. On January 23, 1995 due to DNA evidence that wasn’t available during the first two trials he was acquitted of all charges and set free.
This whole story makes me sad and knowing that it is real makes it even worse. I couldn’t imagine going through what Guy Paul and his parents went through all the years he was being tortured by a verdict that was wrong. I can’t imagine being the Jessop family believing that the killer was behind bars, that the police had the right guy and then finding out that he wasn’t the right guy and now the likelihood of finding the killer is slim to none. I couldn’t imagine not being able to get justice for my murdered child. It all is so sad and heartbreaking.
I highly recommend this book for anyone interested in learning more about Criminal Justice. I am sure those that like to read about past Criminal Justice events that have helped to shape the Criminal Justice System to what it is today in Canada can learn from this book, well this series in general. They are short reads that are written in novel form. They are as real as real can be and well worth the time spent reading.
April 6, 2014
I thought that this novel was very interesting and quick, it is for anybody who wants something that will be remembered. The best part about this novel is the fact that it is all true and what you are reading is based off of things that shouldn't have happened, yet made the novel that much better. A clear 5/5!
January 12, 2023
This story infuriated me. I enjoy reading true crime, but when completely innocent people are sent to jail for those crimes, it is frustrating, especially when it is clear it could have been avoided. We are all weird in our own ways, and just because we are quiet and don't have a lot to say does not mean we are guilty of anything. The cops purposefully threw away evidence not related to Guy Paul to make the profile fit him better. They didn't wear gloves or treat anything like it was evidence. The samples used to "prove" him guilty were all contaminated and the people running the tests knew it. Overall, thank goodness for science and DNA because he was proven innocent as he deserved to be.
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April 9, 2019
I cannot believe what happened to the man in the book. Each chapter was a new WTF moment. I'm the end I was glad to see changes that occurred because of this case and that Morin was not guilty
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October 23, 2013
When a nine year old girl is attacked and killed, we want to punish the person responsible. That is noble and good. When someone is different, strange, and unsocial, we want to think there is something sinister in him. That impulse is not so noble. We would like to think that our justice system is above impulse, that it gets to the truth. But the justice system is made up of people. This is the story of how powerful impulses caused the justice system to destroy a man's life by perverting the truth in order to convict someone everyone knew must be guilty of a crime that everyone knew needed avenging.
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February 22, 2014How does one rate non-fic?
I am not a non-fic reader. I read non-fic once every two years, for the correct Forest of Reading program. I only read five, and non-fic simply isn't my genre.
I really was interested in the court case and where everything got messed up, and how it couldn't possibly have been Guy Paul Morin. That was really interesting.
But I was also reminded why I stay away from the horror/murder genre, because I've been slightly (okay maybe a bit more) conscious of kidnappers recently and a tiny bit freaked out about it.
I am not a non-fic reader. I read non-fic once every two years, for the correct Forest of Reading program. I only read five, and non-fic simply isn't my genre.
I really was interested in the court case and where everything got messed up, and how it couldn't possibly have been Guy Paul Morin. That was really interesting.
But I was also reminded why I stay away from the horror/murder genre, because I've been slightly (okay maybe a bit more) conscious of kidnappers recently and a tiny bit freaked out about it.
May 26, 2015
They are quick reads, yet the fact that they are so short leads to a lower rating for me. There were too many things that were brought up yet never talked, including how they were handled in court, or if they were handled at all.
The only two stories I read (out of 6) were the result of poorly obtained evidence and a tainted political system. I feel like I need to read other stories of the legal system actually doing the job they were created to do. They were interesting and disturbing all at the same time.
The only two stories I read (out of 6) were the result of poorly obtained evidence and a tainted political system. I feel like I need to read other stories of the legal system actually doing the job they were created to do. They were interesting and disturbing all at the same time.
September 5, 2013
interesting story, horrible writing. horrible, horrible, HORRIBLE writing. I wanted to read the rest of the series but no thank you! I'll read a wikipedia article or something about the case but I won't subject myself to another 200 pages of this author's writing.
August 13, 2016
A very good summary of this tragic miscarriage of justice. It includes the main details and reading this short novel would encourage many readers to investigate more sources about this case. I feel sorry for victims on both sides . . .
February 8, 2013
Excellent book. Astounding. Baffling. Extremely quick and interesting read.
November 8, 2016
Good intro to true crime for adolescents...doesn't go deep enough for an ID Channel addict like me.
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