Twenty years ago, America was captivated by the awful drama of the O.J. Simpson trial. The Simpson "Dream Team" legal defense had a seemingly impossible task: convincing a jury that their client was innocent of the murders of Nicole Brown Simpson and Ron Goldman. In order for O.J. Simpson to get away with murder, the defense attorneys had to destroy the reputation of Mark Fuhrman, a brilliant Los Angeles detective who was the lead on the murder scene and had collected overwhelming physical evidence against Simpson. Now Fuhrman tells his side of the story in the #1 New York Times bestseller Murder in Brentwood, a damning exposé that reveals why and how Simpson's prosecution was bungled. Fuhrman offers a sincere mea culpa for allowing his personal mistakes to become a focal point of the defense's strategy but also stands by the evidence he collected, writing: "One thing I will not apologize for is my policework on the O.J. Simpson case."
With Fuhrman's own hand-drawn maps of the crime scene, his reconstruction of the murders, and interrogation transcripts, Murder in Brentwood is the book that sets the record straight about what really happened on June 12, 1994and reveals why the O.J. Simpson trial was such a catastrophe.
About the Author
MARK FUHRMAN received more than fifty-five official commendations during his twenty years with the Los Angeles Police Department. Prior to his police career he was a sergeant in the U.S. Marine Corps, having first enlisted at the age of eighteen. An avid outdoorsman and artist, Mr. Fuhrman now resides on a small working farm in northern Idaho with his family.
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From Chapter 2:
The phone rang at 1:05 the morning of June 13, 1994. I woke up and went into the kitchen to answer it, knowing full well it probably wasn’t a social call. I immediately recognized the voice of Ron Phillips, my good friend and boss in West LA Homicide.
“We’ve got a double homicide,” he said. “One of the victims might be the wife of O.J. Simpson.”
I wasn’t on call to handle a homicide that weekend, but I knew that if Ron called me, he needed the extra help. We agreed to meet at the station, gather our gear, and get a car.
On the drive over, I went through a mental checklist, as I often do. What would I need at the scene? What particular problems does a double homicide present? By anticipating certain challenges, I thought I would be better prepared to meet them. But there was no way to prepare for the case I was about to get involved in.
Ron and I met at the station shortly before 2:00 a.m. We got our briefcases, flashlights, and other gear, then drove to the crime scene at 875 South Bundy Drive, arriving at 2:10. Two black and white police vehicles were parked in the middle of the street. My friend Sergeant Marty Coon was standing nearby with Sergeant Dave Rossi, the West LA watch commander.
Officer Robert Riske had been the first on the scene. I knew Riske only casually from previous arrests, but my impression was that he was quiet, professional, and competent. His performance at this crime scene did not disappoint me. He did an outstanding job under the circumstances.
Riske told us how he had discovered the victims’ bodies, where he had been, and what he had seen. Even without Riske’s direction, it was easy to see the blood-stained sidewalk and large canine paw prints in red leading away from the residence.