Scandalous Behavior

31

Stone and Dino arrived at the court at 9:30 and were allowed into the courtroom. It didn’t have the paneling and atmosphere of the Old Bailey; it was more modern and plainer. They took a seat, and chatted idly for a few minutes as a few people wandered in and sat down. The prosecutor turned up shortly and introduced himself. “Thank you for the FBI file,” he said to Stone. “That has already been very helpful, as I was able to get a search warrant for Calhoun’s rooms.”

“Great.”

“I will first establish the circumstances of the arrest of the four defendants, then I will call you to help establish the character of Calhoun and his organization. Felicity has been helpful in giving me some background on you. Commissioner Bacchetti, I’ve been told of your background, as well, and I would like, perhaps, to call you for testimony on the file, depending on how things go.”

“I’m happy to help if I can,” Dino said.

The defendants were brought up from below stairs and sat down in the dock. Stone realized he had seen two of them before, and he told the prosecutor. Then he saw Dr. Don Beverly Calhoun come into the courtroom with a woman and two other men.

Aslett began by calling the arresting officer and walking him through his actions.

“Did the defendants possess firearms?”

“Yes, each of them was armed with a loaded Glock semiautomatic pistol.”

“Did they carry identification documents?”

“Yes, each of them carried an American passport, a driver’s license, and a business card identifying him as a public relations officer for an organization called the Chosen Few.”

“Did you arrest them in the act of trespass on private property?”

“I did.”

The man was excused, and Stone was called and sworn.

“Please state your name for the record,” Aslett said.

“Stone Barrington.”

“You are an American?”

“I am.”

“What is your profession?”

“I am an attorney-at-law licensed in the state of New York. I also serve on a number of corporate boards, and I am an investor in some of them.”

“Did you recently purchase a property in Hampshire?”

“I did.”

“What is its name?”

“Windward Hall.”

“Did you, this week, purchase a neighboring property?”

“I did. I have signed a contract to purchase, and the completion will take place soon.”

“Its name?

“Curtis House.”

“Are you the sole owner of these properties?”

“I am the sole owner of Windward Hall. I have two partners in Curtis House, an individual and a hotel corporation.”

“When you made the offer to purchase Curtis House, were you aware that there was another offer pending?”

“I was.”

“Were you aware of the identity of the other bidder?”

“I was. It was a man called Calhoun.”

“Is he present in the courtroom, and if so, will you point him out?”

“He is, seated at the rear of the courtroom.” Stone pointed to him and got a scowl in return.

“Had you had some previous experience with Dr. Calhoun or his associates?”

“Yes, I had driven from New York to a town in the neighboring state of Connecticut, and one of his associates followed me there. Calhoun wrongly believes that a film made by my son is intended as an unfavorable depiction of him. The person who followed me is one of the defendants, the one on the right.” He pointed. “He told the front desk at the inn where I was lunching that he wanted to see my son, who was not present in Connecticut. I confronted him, there was a scuffle, and I took a nine-millimeter Glock from him. Later, he continued to follow me, and I reported this to the Connecticut State Police, who disarmed him and arrested him for carrying a firearm without a license. He also had a loaded shotgun in his car.”

“Did you have any further contact with associates of Dr. Calhoun?”

“Yes. When I drove back to New York the following day I began being followed as I crossed the New York State line. I called the police, and they disarmed and arrested him. He is the defendant on the left, and he was also carrying a Glock and a shotgun in his car.”

“Did you have any further contact with associates of Dr. Calhoun?”

“Not in New York, not until I flew to England a few days later.”

Aslett picked up the FBI file. “Prior to your departure, did you come to learn more about Dr. Calhoun and his associates?”

“Yes.”

“I show you a file from the American Federal Bureau of Investigation, which is analogous to our MI5. Did you come to read this?”

“Yes.”

“And what did you learn of Dr. Calhoun and his organization, the Chosen Few?”

“I learned that it was a religious cult centered on Calhoun, and that his organization was a suspect in the murder of a journalist who had written an uncomplimentary article about them.”

Another lawyer in the room rose. “Objection to the characterization of the Chosen Few as a cult. It is a respected religious organization in the United States.”

“Respected by whom?” Stone asked.

“Mr. Barrington,” the judge said, “you will not question members of the court.”

“I apologize, Your Lordship.”

“When did you next encounter Dr. Calhoun or members of his cult?” Aslett asked.

“When I returned to England a neighbor told me that Calhoun had made an offer on the property next door, and that he had been looking for such a property for several weeks.”

“And subsequent to that you made an offer for the property that was accepted?”

“Yes.”

“Did you then begin to have contact with associates of Dr. Calhoun?”

“Yes. I discovered that a strange vehicle was parked near my front gate, and I notified the police. Subsequent to that, I had a telephone call from Calhoun, offering to buy the Curtis property from me, which I refused. During this call Calhoun threatened to sue my son and his associates in the production of his film for libel. I declined his offer. It was later that day that I saw the Calhoun vehicle on the Curtis property and I called the police again.”

“And that brings us to the present moment,” Aslett said. “No further questions, Mr. Barrington. You are excused.”

Stone got down from the stand and took his seat.

A police officer came into the courtroom and whispered something to Aslett.

“Does the prosecution have any other witnesses?” the judge asked.

“One, Your Honor, a police officer.”

A uniformed officer was sworn in and identified himself as Inspector Marshall.

“Inspector Marshall, did you this morning obtain a warrant to search the hotel rooms occupied by Dr. Don Beverly Calhoun and his associates?”

“Yes, sir, I did.”

“And did you conduct the search?”

“I did, sir.”

“Did you find anything illegal in these rooms?”

“Yes, sir. We found three Glock handguns.”

The defense lawyer stood and looked at Calhoun, who nodded to him. “Your Lordship, we request a brief recess in these proceedings in order to confer with the prosecution.”

The judge looked up at the courtroom clock. “We will adjourn for lunch and return at one o’clock. The defendants will be returned to their cells, and Dr. Calhoun and his associates will not leave the courtroom, unless accompanied by a police officer.”

Stone and Dino adjourned to a nearby pub for lunch.