James Sheehan - The Law of Second Chances
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- Название:The Law of Second Chances
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- Издательство:James Sheehan
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- Год:2013
- ISBN:9781630011659
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“And you’re looking forward to seeing your mom after all that?”
“Yeah. She had her own hell. Mom and I can compare notes. I’m just going to hug her and tell her I love her and she’s going to tell me how sorry she is and we’ll go from there. I think it’s going to be lovely.”
“I hope that’s the way it is, Henry-I mean, if the worst happens.” Jack felt awkward and a little guilty that they were having this conversation at all.
“It will, Jack. I feel it. I’m not very religious-as a matter of fact, I think I’m going to throw that minister out on his ear when he comes to pray with me. I believe in a higher power, though, and I just feel closer to that power and to my mother lately. I can’t explain it.”
Henry stood up at that point. He towered over Jack, who was still seated. Henry’s inner serenity at this most crucial time in his life made him seem otherworldly to Jack-larger than life itself.
“Jack, why don’t you go home now? You don’t need to hang around here and hold my hand.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Henry, until we have a final decision one way or the other.”
Henry’s last meal was scheduled for three o’clock, and he invited Jack to be his guest. It was a little unusual, but the warden approved the request. They had broiled grouper and broccoli. Any Las Vegas bookie, looking at the size of Henry, would have taken odds that it would be a porterhouse with baked potato and sour cream.
They were mostly silent during the meal. Henry’s face brightened, however, when they brought in dessert-tiramisu.
“I’ve been reading about this stuff in books and magazines for years, Jack. I’ve never actually had it before, but I’ve been dreaming about it.”
Henry wasn’t disappointed. The tiramisu was delicious.
The guards made Jack leave right after dinner. The final preparations were about to begin. As the two men said their good-byes, Henry took Jack’s hand and held it.
“I just want you to know that I could never have had a better person fight for me than you. I know that you did everything that could be done, even though you weren’t ever sure in your own mind whether I was innocent or not.”
“How did you know?” Jack asked.
“You told me so in the beginning, and you never told me that you changed your mind. Right up to now. Why did you stick with me?”
“It was my wife. She convinced me to stay with your case-not to prejudge you.”
“Well, that is one hell of a woman you’ve got there, Jack. Here’s the truth. I’m guilty as hell-of a lot of very bad things that I never got caught for. However, I did not kill Clarence Waterman.”
Jack was glad that his efforts were not in vain-that Henry was truly innocent. Unfortunately, at that particular moment, Henry’s confession did not make him feel any better. Guilty or innocent, Henry was about to die.
“It’s not over yet, Henry. We still have time. Something could happen. I’ll be here with you right to the end.”
“Jack, I don’t want you sitting in that gallery when they open those curtains. I don’t want any friend of mine to witness this. Promise me you won’t be there.”
Jack hesitated a moment before answering. Part of him felt that if he left he would be abandoning Henry. But there was nothing he could do, and it was Henry’s call.
“All right, if that’s your wish, Henry, I won’t be there.”
Even though the Florida Supreme Court had found the electric chair to be a constitutional method of execution, the Florida legislature in 1996 had passed a law making death by lethal injection a legal alternative. Unless an inmate affirmatively opted for Old Sparky, he would be killed by lethal injection. Henry was a sane man. He had not opted for Old Sparky.
The death chamber was still the same. The electric chair was simply removed and replaced by a gurney on which the prisoner lay. At the appropriate time, the curtain would be drawn, and those in attendance in the little theater adjacent to the chamber could watch as the protocol, as it was called, was administered. There were only a few people in the theater to witness Henry’s execution. Normally, family members of both the accused and the victim would attend. In this case, neither the victim nor Henry had any family in attendance. A few reporters were there, as were some representatives from the state legislature and the governor’s office.
After Jack left, the warden made his ceremonial visit to Henry to read him the death warrant and to ask him if he had any questions. “They want to make sure you understand that they’re killing you,” Henry had told Jack earlier in the day. After that it was the chaplain’s turn. Henry did not kick him out as he had threatened to. Instead, they read from scripture and talked some about the afterlife. When Henry told the preacher he was looking forward to seeing his mother, the man didn’t respond. He just kept talking about the Almighty. I was better off talking to Jack , Henry told himself.
When the chaplain left, preparations began in earnest for Henry’s demise. He was brought from the death cell to a special place where he was fitted with a heart monitor and then strapped to the gurney. Two IVs were set up in his arms and flushed with saline solution, the final preparation for the death cocktail. At the appropriate time-in Henry’s case, six p.m.-the signal would be given to the executioner by the warden, and the procedure would begin. There were eight syringes in all. The first two contained no less than two grams of sodium pentothal, which was designed to make the victim unconscious. The third syringe was again a saline solution to flush the arteries. The fourth and fifth syringes contained pancuronium chloride, to paralyze the muscles. The sixth was another saline flush, and the seventh and eighth syringes contained 150 milliequivalents of potassium chloride, which would cause a massive heart attack and almost instantaneous death. The doses would be administered by the executioner; a doctor and a nurse were present to observe. Doctors did not take part in the actual execution because it violated their Hippocratic oath to “do no harm.”
A special phone was set up outside the death chamber, where the warden would stand. If there was going to be a last-minute reprieve, that phone would ring. In the final minutes and seconds, while Henry was in the death chamber strapped to the gurney, his IVs prepared, all eyes would be on that phone.
Jack had followed his own procedure, the one he used when he was last at Starke awaiting word on Rudy Kelly’s fate. He went outside the prison gates and stood with the death penalty protesters and sang hymns and said prayers. He felt totally helpless.
At 5:45, Henry was wheeled into the death chamber. The curtain was pulled open and the waiting began. At 5:57, Henry thanked God in advance for answering his prayer, closed his eyes, and dreamed of his mother and their joyful reunion. Jack too offered his final prayer at roughly the same time, a simple Hail Mary. At exactly six o’clock, as tears streamed down his face, Jack was singing, with all his heart and soul, the hymn “Peace Is Flowing Like a River.”
Jack didn’t learn what happened in the death chamber until an hour later, when a guard came to the outer gate to let him in and to give him the news. At exactly six p.m., the executioner had begun to administer the sodium pentothal just as the phone rang. He stopped immediately, but Henry was already unconscious. Somehow, Wofford had convinced Judge Susan Fletcher to read the motion for rehearing. She granted it and the request for an evidentiary hearing and entered an order stopping the execution. Henry was by no means out of the woods, but he was about to have his first real day in court with Jack Tobin as his lawyer.
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