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and to my surprise, I saw a young boy around 12 to 13 years
old at the back of Mr. Rothman's office. I knew he was the
Chandler boy because that was the only case, to my knowl-
edge, that Mr. Rothman was working on which involved a
child. I was, however, very surprised to see the boy in Mr.
Rothman's office unaccompanied by a parent. The boy, like-
wise, was surprised when I opened the door. Mr. Rothman
snapped at me for entering unannounced. I had not even seen
the boy enter Mr. Rothman's office, nor did Mr. Rothman an-
nounce that he was meeting with a child. It appeared as if the
meeting between Mr. Rothman and the boy was a secret. I
glanced at the boy for a second and pretended as though ev-
erything was normal before leaving the office. The boy had a
puzzled look on his face when I walked into Mr. Rothman's
office. That made me very suspicious of this meeting between
Mr. Rothman and the Chandler boy. I had the most overwhelm-
ing feeling that this meeting had some significance to the child
molestation allegations and not the custody case that was also
going on between the boy's parents. This meeting between Mr.
Rothman and the Chandler boy took place just before the boy
was taken to see the psychiatrist who later reported the sexual
molestation charges against Michael Jackson.
The second time I met the 13-year old boy was after the
child molestation allegations hit the media. Dr. Chandler and
his son came to our office to hide from the media frenzy that
erupted immediately thereafter. No one was prepared for the
public's response to the allegations. Dr. Chandler was afraid
to go home because his yard was crawling with news media
and the media was desperately trying to find Dr. Chandler
and his son, who were both hiding in our office. Mr. Rothman
demanded that I work overtime that evening to type some le-
gal documents for them.
While Mr. Rothman and Dr. Chandler were secretly hash-
ing out details of their next move in the conference room, the
boy kept walking back and forth between the conference room
and my desk. I remember that he was amazed at my ability to
type over 100 words per minute. He asked me, "how can you

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