The story of Wayne Fournerat is as compelling if not more in some ways as Richard Glossip and Justin Sneed’s finger pointing in the notorious almost execution case. Sloughed off as the disbarred lawyer who botched Richard Glossip’s defense, Fournerat being more a testament to the desperation of those wishing to find a scapegoat in their anti-death penalty cause, and to that end save Richard Glossip from the dirty deal making of prosecutors. Which is correct. But leaves out a large chunk of story.
To understand the oppressive tenure of District Attorney Bob Macy, one realizes what any defense lawyer would be up against. And in the case of Fournerat, who attempted to point the finger at investigator Cliff Everhart, only to be shot down hard by those protecting their own, if one follows the time line one sees that by the second trial that their protected investigator, Everhart was now testifying as “soon to be” convicted Felon. Everhart’s life was crumbling to what Fournerat suspected and knew by certain details all along. That Everhart was dirty. Still the state managed to keep this secret and put him on the stand, not revealing they were prosecuting Everhart at the same time as offering him as a star witness against Glossip. A scenario Fournerat did try to convey at the first trial but was quashed. The public defender at the second trial, who worked at the same offices as Everhart, did not point out to the jury any of Everhart’s new legal troubles from old habits. If he knew them.
(Enough perhaps to drive anyone somewhat mad, as some claimed Fournerat had become in later years, making claims of exploding suitcases, with blue die tainting the covered up money of some unknown deal that Everhart and motel owner Barry Van Trees, the murdered man, were perhaps tied up in.)
And still, up to moments before Glossip was to be executed, there was no hard public proof against Everhart until a bevy of arrest records unfolded revealing him to be altering documents as well as being involved in an underworld of activities including vicious dog fight gambling events. The type of activities he involved himself with those in the Best Budget Inn crowd in the first place. Raising questions of what really happened with the so called botched execution.
Everhart had been warned by the Macy administration of his “moonlighting” enterprises in unseemly places while drawing a salary as a State’s investigator, but his usefulness as a two-sided informant came in handy enough to keep him on payroll until after Glossip’s second trial. He died of unknown cause after being imprisoned shortly after.
Everhart is the one who fingered Glossip. The deal came after. To this day, the large amount of cash found in the trunk of Barry van Treese car has never been explained. Nor has the fact that Bobby Glossip, Richard’s brother, told police that his place of residence was the very room number at the Best Budget Inn in which Barry Van Treese was found murdered.