Murder in Brentwood by Mark FuhrmanMurder in Brentwood by Mark Fuhrman

Murder in Brentwood

byMark FuhrmanForeword byVincent Bugliosi

Paperback | October 27, 2014

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For audiences of the popular FX television series The People v. O.J. Simpson: American Crime Story, based on Jeffrey Toobin's The Run of His Life and starring Cuba Gooding, Jr., John Travolta, David Schwimmer, and Courtney B. Vance. Named on Vogue Magazine's "American Crime Story Reading List" as one of the "eight definitive books on the trial of the century."

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, 1994—and reveals why the O.J. Simpson trial was such a catastrophe.
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 norther...
Title:Murder in BrentwoodFormat:PaperbackProduct dimensions:288 pages, 9 × 6 × 1.1 inShipping dimensions:9 × 6 × 1.1 inPublished:October 27, 2014Publisher:Regnery PublishingLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:1621573214

ISBN - 13:9781621573210


Rated 5 out of 5 by from Loved It Fuhrman certainly sets the record straight on many issues and reveals things the media never wanted to cover.
Date published: 2017-02-13
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Fuhrman Prevails If you should ever read a book on the murders of Nicole Simpson and Ron Goldman, this is it. Mark Fuhrman does an excellent job convincing the reader where the real mistakes were made, from the Detectives to the D.A.'s office, to the coroners office. The only mistake Fuhrman made was answering his phone on the night of the double murders. An informative, honest account of what really happened July 12, 1994.
Date published: 2001-05-04
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Fantastic information on the evidence Did you know that out of the entire O.J. trial, the only person who has been convicted of a crime is Mark Fuhrman? He is now a convicted felon, while O.J. is free. The D.A.'s office went after Fuhrman with a vengenge for "perjury" regarding the "n" word, as they referred to it. It had nothing to do with the murders, and nothing to do with O.J.'s guilt or innocence, but that became the focus of the trial for several weeks. He was a former U.S.marine, a decent cop who worked in the worst areas of L.A.for 20 years. This is a great book that allows him to tell his story, and how he was manipulated by the press, the D.A., and the defense team, who compared him to Hitler!! I was overwhelmed with the physical evidence that was amassed on O.J. at the crime scenes, and how Fuhrman was used as a scapegoat for the defense. An excellent read, with great pictures included. I loved it.
Date published: 2000-06-17

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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.

Editorial Reviews

"This pivotal witness in the most dramatic murder trial of the decade now speaks for himself—his anger, his apologies, and his regrets."
— Diane Sawyer