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fearciuil	Intuition and Faith	Lead	[-]
Posts: 264 (06/15/07 16:15:13) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Tags : jack mccoy, nora lewin, adam schiff, new da "Most decisions are seat-of-the-pants judgments. You can create a rationale for anything. In the end, most decisions are based on intuition and faith." Nathan Myhrvold "Intuition and Faith" Half-irritated, half-amused, Jack McCoy wandered over in the direction of the couch and stared out the window. Arthur Branch had called him into his office and proceeded to ignore him, choosing instead to finish whatever the hell it was he'd been working on. "All right." Finally looking up, Branch took a second to locate his subordinate. "Jack?" "Yeah?" "I'm putting together an exploratory committee to run for the Senate." "Okay and?" "I'm putting you up for interim DA." McCoy turned and examined Branch's expression, his own guarded. "What if I say I don't want it?" "That's your choice to make," Branch conceded. "But if you say no, I'm gonna suggest Judge Petrovsky." A muscle in McCoy's jaw twitched. "Will you really?" he asked. "Or are you saying that to get me to say yes?" Branch gave him an innocent look. "Would I do that to you?" McCoy exhaled. "Is this what you meant when you saidwhat was it?that one day, your chair would be empty?" Branch nodded. "I've been thinking about doin' this for a while, now. Thought I ought to give you a little warning." "Cryptic though it was." They stared at each other for a long moment. "Let me think about it," McCoy said eventually. "Fine. I just need an answer by the end of the week." Last Edited By: fearciuil 12/31/07 00:16:30. Edited 1 time.
fearciuil	Re: Intuition and Faith	#1	[-]
Posts: 264 (06/15/07 16:17:00) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	McCoy returned to his office and, after staring at the same deposition for half an hour, decided trying to continue was pointless. Grabbing his jacket, he strode across the hall and leaned into Branch's office. "I'm taking the rest of the afternoon," he stated flatly. "I'll see you tomorrow." Branch nodded. "Fine."
fearciuil	Re: Intuition and Faith	#2	[-]
Posts: 264 (06/15/07 16:30:05) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The corridors of Vanderbilt Hall were quiet and looked very much as they had when McCoy had attended in the late '60's. He met a few students as he made his way up the stairs; one gave him a double-take and started whispering urgently to his buddy. McCoy suppressed a smile. Busted. Finally, he found his way to his destination. He hesitated, checking the office hours posted on the door, then knocked. "Come in," a woman called. He took a breath and pushed the door open. The office was not large, and a mahogany desk had been strategically placed to face the door. Modest bookcases lined the walls to either side, filled with hefty tomes. A pair of simple wooden captain's chairs faced the desk. McCoy took all of that in the instant the door opened and was able to focus on the red-clad woman at the desk. Smiling, he greeted, "Nora." "Jack!" An amazed Nora Lewin stood. She made her way around the desk and met him halfway, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "This is a surprise. What brings you here?" He shrugged uncomfortably. "I just wanted to talk to you." She stepped back and examined him. "Is everything all right?" He frowned unhappily. "More or less what was it like, being interim DA?" Her expression cleared. "The rumors are true, then. Branch is stepping down?" He nodded. "He told me this afternoon." "And he wants you to take his place." She glanced at her watch. "I've got some time. Why don't we take a walk?"
fearciuil	Re: Intuition and Faith	#3	[-]
Posts: 264 (06/17/07 16:05:05) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The university was situated across the street from Washington Square Park, which was where they went. Nora linked her arm through his and asked, "What is it about the position of DA that scares you, Jack?" "What makes you think" he began, but she interrupted, "You're here." He sighed. "The politics." "Mm. I thought that might be it." "Nora, I don't want to surrender my judgment toto a bunch of people whose only interest is in getting reelected!" "So, don't," she retorted. "Believe me, Jack, while pressure is brought to bear, the decisions are ultimately up to the District Attorney. And I think you've made it pretty clear throughout your career that you do tend to make up your own mind. I don't think anyone would be surprised that you continue to do so." He nodded, chewing his lip. "I like litigating," he pointed out quietly, experimentally. "That one may be a little tougher." She stopped and faced him. "Jack, you're tough and fair and you've always had a good head on your shoulders. If you decide to do this, you'll do well. And if you really want to get into the courtroom from time to time, I think you'll figure out a way." He smiled weakly. "Thanks." He started walking again. "You know, just a few weeks ago, I tried to resign." "You didn't." He nodded. "Arthur took me off a case the night before closing arguments. I I thought he was looking for someoneno. That's not it. I didn't like having my judgment questioned like that." "What did he want you to do?" He chewed his lip again. "It was what he wanted me not to do, actually." She waited. "One of my witnesses had made an error during her testimony. She came to me voluntarily with it" "Who was your witness?" "Dr. Rodgers." "Dr. Rodgers?" she repeated, surprised. "The error didn't concern medical testimony," he explained. "Defense counsel pushed her about a comment she madehis defense could have been pulled out of a crime novelhe pushed her until she came up with the name of a novel that used that defense. She remembered the wrong book." "Ah. And you wanted to turn over the statement?" He nodded. "Twice shy?" she teased, and he smiled. "Something like that. Anyway, Arthur thought the judge was out of his element and should have recused himself" "Hang on. This wasn't the Randall Bailey trial, was it?" "You know I can't say." He sighed and let his eyes wander upwards to the skyline. "Let's say, hypothetically, that it was. When he didn't recuse himselfArthur may have been right, at least about that. His administration of this trial was farcical. Arthur thought we'd be facing a mistrial if we turned over the statement. Maybe so." "It doesn't sound like the error was damaging in any way," she observed. "Probably not. But that's not my call, remember, Ms. Ethics Professor?" She chuckled, then commented, "So, the real problem is that you're not sure you don't want to retire." He shrugged. "I'm thinking about it." "Have you talked with Adam about this?" "No. He's in Switzerland this month what?" She was smiling. "Jack. That's what email is for." She glanced away, still smiling. "If you did decide to retire from the courtroom, I know you could get a job here." "I'll keep that in mind." He stopped again and pulled her into a hug. "Thanks."

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