"The driver became argumentative. She asked questions instead of providing documents. I saw movement toward the glove compartment and became concerned that she might be reaching for a weapon."
"Did you explain your commands?"
"Repeatedly. She was reluctant to comply. I needed to secure the situation before it escalated."
Brennan asked why Callahan instructed her to kneel, and the officer described it as a temporary compliance procedure. He said that the position allowed him to maintain control while backup arrived and that the restraint had been imposed only until he was confident the scene was safe. He denied using racially offensive language and insisted he had treated Maya as he would have treated any driver who questioned lawful instructions. "I don't see color when I'm doing my job," he said. "I see compliance or noncompliance."
Several jurors watched him closely. From the gallery, an older woman whispered that he seemed professional, and her husband nodded before the bailiff turned in their direction. Maya heard none of it clearly; she was watching Callahan's hands. They rested comfortably on the armrests, the same hands that had pulled the restraints tight around her wrists.
Brennan moved to disciplinary history. "In fifteen years of service, have you ever been suspended for misconduct?"
"No, sir."
"Have you been found responsible for an unlawful use of force?"
"No."
"Have citizens made complaints against you?"
Callahan gave a small shrug. "A few. Anyone can complain. They were investigated and closed."
Brennan smiled reassuringly. He asked one final question about whether Callahan believed his actions had been necessary, and the officer answered firmly that everything had been by the book. The phrase settled over the room like a conclusion. Brennan thanked him and returned to his table.
Judge Coleman looked toward James. "Mr. Wu, your witness."
James rose with a yellow legal pad in his hand. He walked to the lectern without hurrying and took a moment to study the man on the witness stand. Unlike Brennan, he did not begin with dramatic language about courage or service. He began with arithmetic.
"Officer Callahan, you said a few complaints had been filed against you. What does 'a few' mean?"