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"Nope, the DA in charge of this case is Jeff Riley."
Jack turned and began to pace again, gesturing excitedly. "Why would they charge him? Must have thought girl was underage. Child abuse/molestation? Check. Then if you're a good little DA, you stick on incest just to add pressure. It usually won't be charged if freestanding, because the cases get messy. If you are not careful, you wind up jailing people for a 'non-violent crime' that's better addressed with therapy and family counseling. The trial and the subsequent jail time are both expensive for the County."
Jack methodically tapped his fingers on the edge of his desk. "There should be a third charge, assuming the DA is worth his salt. I know Jeff Riley; he went to Lewis and Clark. He's a very good attorney and a pretty damn-good DA. What am I missing here, Spencer?"
Spencer lifted his palms as if to say, do you think I am holding something back. You think I would hold out on you?
Jack stopped and asked point-blank, "Did he do it?"
Spencer Phillip's eyebrow shot up in surprise before he could stop it; it was the first time he'd ever heard Jack ask about a client's guilt. It generally wasn't good lawyering practice to know that; in fact, sometimes, it made a good defense almost impossible.
"He said his daughter was, and I am quoting from the interview, 'the single best fuck of my entire life'."
"Other than the hearsay evidence of a pissed-off boyfriend, what's the DA got for a case?" Jack probed.
"Of what?!" Jack swiped a hand across his eyes in frustration. "Jesus, not of his eighteen-year-old daughter naked or something? Please tell me it's not one of these taking pictures of your daughter- naked things. What's that called now? Sexting?"
"Jack, 'sexting' is the term for sending and receiving sexually explicit messages, usually on mobile phones. Or sending pictures of yourself naked to someone, as you pretend to be having sex or masturbating while looking at them on your phone or a computer. Although, technically, that is actually having 'cyber-sex'."
"Really?" Jack opened up his flip phone and looked at it. "How?" The wonders of our modern age. Technology at its most compassionate. So how do you use a cell phone for sex?
Spencer couldn't help but laugh. Everyone who had to work with Jack Grant knew about his phone. Jack Grant was old fashioned, he believed a phone should be held to your ear.
"You have to own a real phone, Jack!" Luddite!
"Anyway, to answer your question, No, she wasn't naked, at least not in the part I saw. She was giving her father a blow job and there's no chance it's not them." He hesitated, clearly embarrassed. "Uh... the dad is rather uniquely endowed, and she's pretty much shown swallowing the whole thing."
"I see," Jack stated matter-of-factly, his voice almost a whisper. "And, he recorded it." On his phone? What the fuck is the world coming to?
Spencer nodded affirmatively. Hell of a world we live in.
"Okay, let me think," Jack continued, "because, I guarantee you, there's bound to something else."
Less than thirty seconds later, he froze in his tracks and snapped his fingers. "Bingo! I got it! Jesus, the video is gonna be the third charge. Production of 'child pornography'. Weak, but just maybe. The three charges put together gets you three-strikes-you're-out conviction, go to jail forever, and labeled a repeat offender even if the events are all actually the same 'crime.' Plus, the two child-related charges gets you listed on the National Sex Offender Registry."
Spencer agreed, "Brings a lot of pressure to bear on the client and his attorneys to bargain. They make a deal, promising to plead guilty to one charge if the prosecution drops the other two. Then the DA's office gets itself a freebie."
"Yeah, but the flip side here is that the 'girl' is eighteen," Jack argued, "They'd have to charge her with the crime, too.