On February 10, 1997, while at a bookstore in Hollywood, I saw Mark Fuhrman's book, Murder in Brentwood, stacked by the front desk next to our work, Evidence Dismissed. I immediately bought three copies, keeping one and giving the other two to my co‑authors.
Devouring the book in a matter of hours while seething at Fuhrman's false and misleading stateme…
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