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The baffled witness replied, "That's not possible."

"Okay. It wouldn't be possible that he was a suspect a week before April seventeenth, 1991, because you said he wasn't a suspect until the fingerprint match, correct?"

"That's correct. I put the lineup together, and I did not have it done until July of 1991."

Then Douglas McCann didn't just drop the hammer, he fired both barrels. "Mr. Matassa, isn't it true that you had the manuscript prior to April seventeenth, 1991?"

"That is not true," the defendant said.

"Okay, and it's not possible that Ken Croke was showing this photograph of John Orr as a suspect in this case. That's not possible, is it?"

The witness looked from one prosecutor to another and said, "I don't understand how that could be."

"Now, you are under oath here today, right?"

"That's correct, sir."

"Did you make an affidavit in this case?"

"Yes."

"Did you lie in that affidavit?"

"No, I did not."

Hanly said, "Your Honor, I'm going to object on the ground that that is argumentative."

"I will withdraw that last question," McCann said. "I'm sorry." Then he came right back and asked, "Did you make false statements in that affidavit?"

"No," Matassa said.

"You've seen the photo lineup?"

"Yes, I had it prepared."

"Okay, when was the photograph of John Orr taken?"

"I would say in July of '91."

"Do you know where it was taken?"

"I believe it was at a FIRST meeting."

"Therefore, you are saying it's impossible that on April ninth and April eleventh Ken Croke was showing John Orr's photograph in Atascadero. That's an impossibility?"

"He was not a suspect at that time," Matassa repeated.

There were many questions about the interview with John Orr unti Pat Hanly objected that the defense counsel was "rambling at the witness." After which McCann objected to the government's accusing him of rambling, and it was becoming clear that the lawyers wanted to spit on each other.

McCann's questions then tried to demonstrate to the jury that the government sometimes tells intentional lies. The witness admitted that the agents were instructed to lie to John Orr in order to obtain a copy of the manuscript through a retired arson investigator who also wrote books, and that they'd asked the San Luis Obispo police to lie about the tracking device.

The defense settled for those lies, called it a day, and the trial was recessed until the next morning.

Chapter
12

On the morning of the third day McCann got right at Mike Matassa: "Yesterday you told us it was an impossibility that Ken Croke would've been showing John Orr's photograph on April ninth, 1991, in Atascadero. Are you going to change your testimony since yesterday or is that still your testimony?"

"It was impossible for him to have been showing John Orr's photograph prior to April seventeenth, 1991," Matassa declared.

McCann then asked a couple of clever questions.

"You read these letters. These were letters to agents. Did you take them literally? For example, when John Orr says that there's an arsonist and he's a fireman. Did you take that literally that he knows there is an arsonist who's a fireman?"

"Yes, I believe he knew that there was one," Matassa answered.

"Did you also take literally the statement that he made, 'And by the way, I'm not the arsonist.' You didn't take that one literally, did you?"

"No, I did not."

"So you chose which portions you would take as true statements and which ones were false statements?"

"I chose that decision based upon the evidence that I'd uncovered during the investigation."

"Including the fact that in 1989 they'd compared his fingerprints and said it wasn't his print? Did you consider that?"

On redirect, Pat Hanly gave the witness a chance to read part of the transcription of the defendant's interrogation. Matassa read the words of John Orr:

"I want to know what's going on. I know how the game works."

The longest response involved a desire to know what the task force had by way of evidence: "I want to get ahold of your reports too. If I got to do this, I'm going to have to access all the reports. So if you are charging me with certain things, I have to start working on some kind of a defense for some of this stuff. I'm trying to control myself. I'm really, really pissed. I've never been in this position before. I won't close the door on anything, so I want to know as much as you got."

Matassa's superior, Larry Cornelison, asked, "Why? Why did you do this?" The defendant answered, "Larry, I can't talk about it. I just can't talk about it. I don't know where this is going."

When it was again his turn, McCann asked the witness: "When he says, 'I'm not closing the door on anything,' isn't it possible that what he meant was, 'Hey, look, tell me what you've got'? That he was trying to pursue what this was all about?"

"Exactly. To find out what we had on him," Matassa replied.

And after a lengthy sidebar about where the defense was heading, it became time for Doug McCann to prove that Mike Matassa was lying about when John Orr had become a suspect in the Pillow Pyro investigation. McCann approached the witness with reports of photo spreads and interviews.

"Mr. Matassa," McCann said, "have you ever seen this report which is initialed at the bottom by Ken Croke?"

"I would assume that somewhere along the line I must have seen it," Matassa said.

"And a final document signed by Ken Croke marked April ninth, 1991. You must have seen these documents, is that what you are saying?"

"I must have," Matassa repeated.

"I thought you said it was impossible that Ken Croke was in Atascadero before the positive fingerprint comparison? Now are you changing that?"

"No, I did not say that."

"What did you say?"

"I said it was impossible that he was showing a photo of John Orr. I did not say it was impossible for him to have been in Atascadero prior to April seventeenth."

"Don't they indicate that John Orr was in a photo spread prior to April sixteenth, 1991?"

"They are incorrect," Matassa said, simply.

"These federal government reports . . . let's be clear about this, the ones in front of you, prepared by Croke, are incorrect?"

"That's correct."

"All four of them? And they are all dated April ninth and April eleventh? They are all incorrect?"

"They have to be incorrect, because no photo lineup of John Orr existed prior to July of'91."

"So, by looking at those four reports, Special Agent Ken Croke was wrong four times?"

"Yes."

And there it was. The implication of frame-up was boiling down to a rookie ATF agent confusing the dates of two different photo spreads on reports he'd written months after the fact. The media onlookers were disappointed.

Television trials later in the decade would reveal to the general public that even the highest-profile cases are fraught with law-enforcement errors both large and small. Ken Croke was brought to Fresno to confess to his minor mistake. There was also the large error in the Pillow Pyro investigation committed by ATF agents who'd failed to properly secure the tracking device to John Orr's car. But the next witness was about to tell the jury about the gravest error of all.

Richard Kinney was a middle-aged, balding, bespectacled employee of the California Department of Justice who must have known very well what observers in the courtroom were thinking, those who believed that John Orr was guilty of all that had been charged and later would be charged in the courtrooms of Los Angeles. Kinney had to have known they were thinking that if he hadn't made his error, the Pillow Pyro fires would never have occurred, the College Hills fire would never have happened, and God only knew how many other fires. One had to admire the courage of the studious witness as he took the stand, preparing to fall on his sword.

After stating his qualifications as an expert with vast experience as a latent-print analyst and teacher of criminology, Richard Kinney told the jury that he'd testified as an expert in courtrooms on at least four hundred occasions.

When they got to it, Hanly asked, "What did you look at in 1989 when you made your report?"

Kinney held the photo of Marvin Casey's latent fingerprint evidence in his hands and said, "I looked at this particular photograph along with machine copies of inked fingerprints of individuals."

"Was one of those individuals the defendant, John Orr?"

"Yes," the witness replied.

"Did you come up with a conclusion in 1989 as to whether that latent print matched any of the subjects you compared?" "I did."

"What was that conclusion?"

"I was unable to make a match against any subject. However, I felt the print was usable, meaning identifiable."

"Now, did there come a time after 1989 where you again compared a latent print to John Orr's known prints?"

"Yes."

"When did that occur?"

"That occurred on November seventh, 1991."

"And what was your conclusion?"

"At that time I was able to identify the impression with that of a subject named John Orr."

"And what finger did the analysis reveal that to be?"

"It would be the left ring finger."

"And can you explain why you reached that conclusion in '91 but not in '89?"

"Well," the witness began, "I had a second opportunity to look at the impression. I was also given better material with which to make my examination. And I also had information that the impression was, in fact, identified by other individuals. In fact, three other individuals."

The unfortunate witness was then handed over for cross-examination, and Doug McCann wasted no time: "Why would you care what another fingerprint expert found? You don't have enough faith in your own abilities?"

"When a fingerprint expert is confronted, he's got to prove the other expert wrong," the witness said.

"You testified here that what you looked at in 1989 was a usable and identifiable print. Correct?"

"That is correct."

"So it wasn't that poor, was it?"

"The latent print wasn't that poor."

"And in your report in '89, your conclusion was that it was a negative result?"

"Correct."

"Your conclusion is that you did not make a mistake in 1989, or you did?"

"I did."

"You did make a mistake in 1989?"

"Oh, yes," the beleaguered witness repeated.

"Is that the first time that's ever happened?"

"No."

"Happens all the time?"

"No."

"It's only happened once in twenty-two years?"

"To my knowledge it's happened two different times," the witness replied.

"How many prints have you looked at over all those years?"

"Millions," the witness answered, wearily.

Millions. The courtroom observers could only feel for the avuncular, bookish man on the witness stand. Could only imagine him at a table, maybe wearing an eyeshade
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Bob Cratchit on Christmas Eve
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day after day, staring at loops, whorls, and arches. And breaking those down to ending ridges, bifurcations, trifurcations, bridges, spurs, and the rest of it. For twenty-two years. Millions. He'd examined millions of fingerprints! And this had only been his second known mistake.

But this one was a pip.

On the fourth day the prosecution had no more witnesses, but before the defense witnesses could be called there was more bickering at the bench, and it was growing ever more hostile as the trial wore on. It quickly became personal when Doug McCann said, "Excuse me, Your Honor, the U. S. government is laughing as I'm speaking. I find that rather disrespectful."

When all of the lawyering was concluded at the bench, the defense called a customer of Hancock Fabrics who had been there on that cool winter evening when the terrifying fire struck. And for the first time, the jury would be given an idea of just how fast and violently a fire can build when given a fuel load of foam products.

Customer Mary Dummler described it vividly: "I saw a little puff of smoke in the back of the far corner. And it went from a kind of a wispy circular smoke suddenly to dark gray. You know, swirling puffy smoke. And then that exploded into flames!"

"Did you run out of the store then?" McCann asked.

"Not immediately. I said, 'There's a fire! That's a fire in the corner!' And it just started to jump. There were children in the store at the time. A mother with children, and the flames just went so quickly. And they literally jumped to the next row of fabric. And jumped! And within minutes the whole store was in flames and the lights had gone out and people were screaming and calling for help!"