Most Popular

  • Swingtown
    Local swingers think life is a bowl of cherries, but Duncanville wants to spit out the Pit
  • Deep Ellum LIVES!
    Scott Beck's about to buy 14 acres in the"heart" of Deep Ellum. What then?
  • Un-Super Size Me: One Week of Eating Local
    One man’s attempt at slow food living in the Dallas metroplex
  • Toll You So
    The Trinity River Project should be floating right along. Instead it's sinking under the weight of its own folly.
  • Six Pac
    The Cowboys are counting on NFL outlaw Pacman Jones to pop the top on their sixth Super Bowl.

Recent Articles

Recent Articles by Christine Biederman

National Features >

  • Miami New Times

    Amazons a Go-Go

    Big girls, little guys, lots of fun.

    By Natalie O'Neill

  • City Pages

    "Female Fighters Bleeding"

    In Mixed Martial Arts, women are breaking each others' jaws--and the crowds are loving it.

    By Bradley Campbell

  • Westword

    Skateboarding in Iraq

    Llewellyn Werner thinks a few half-pipes could get Baghdad's economy rolling.

    By Jared Jacang Maher

Murder most embarrassing

By Christine Biederman

Published on January 13, 2000

Catherine Shelton isn't exactly the belle of the Dallas bar. In fact, since 1988, when she turned up in Dallas County working court-appointed cases from then-criminal District Judge Tom Price, most of Shelton's brethren at the Frank Crowley Criminal Courts building have given her a wide berth.

It wasn't just her bizarre history back in Houston -- a history everyone seemed to know, in part because Shelton herself would, on occasion, brag about it. No, the problem was that Shelton never played by club rules. She competed aggressively for cases -- in the opinion of some lawyers, too aggressively. She became emotionally wrapped up in her cases, erupting with rage or tears in circumstances others found inappropriate. When crossed, she lashed out at other lawyers and even judges, sometimes physically, more often verbally. She turned federal informant against some of her enemies and simply spread rumors about others -- behavior that led to at least one judge banishing her from his court.

Of course, none of this means she's a murderess. But it's why, for the last two weeks, the courthouse has been humming with gossip. Before Michael Hierro's corpse was cold, the Crowley courthouse knew Shelton was a suspect. Since then, knowing eyes have been studying every move made by Dallas County Assistant District Attorney Toby Shook, who has been put in charge of the investigation into the December 20 murder of Hierro and the attempted murder of his wife, Marisa Hierro.

"It's all everyone at the courthouse is talking about," says one lawyer who has represented Shelton, "and that obviously includes me."

On the q.t., Catherine's own lawyers and sources close to the grand jury investigation say an indictment could come any day; just last week, Shelton's lead criminal attorney, Randy Taylor, was employing various behind-the-scenes maneuvers to find a judge willing to set a bond for his client. (Smart money at the courthouse is betting that, when and if Shelton is arrested, no Dallas County judge will bond her out.) But she may be out for a while yet. As in other recent high-profile cases, the district attorney's office is taking its time on this one. For the last two weeks, Shook has been running Shelton's friends and business acquaintances into the grand jury, using "instanter" subpoenas, which, as the name suggests, command those handed the papers to run on down and sing right now, before they can iron out stories with one another or with counsel. Prosecutors are nailing down testimony, gathering information, being cautious, keeping Shelton under surveillance, and at the same time trying to understand what, exactly, this is all about.

Whatever the district attorney concludes, Shelton's case may leave the State Bar of Texas with quite a shiner. Think The Sopranos is an interesting, morally complex tale? Dramatically speaking, the New Jersey Mob has nothing on Catherine Shelton.

On one side of this TV-movie-in-the-making is Catherine, who, according to news reports, is a suspect in at least two unsolved 20-year-old Houston murders, a woman tried and convicted of assault in yet another attempted murder case, who somehow got her law license back. A woman who, despite numerous grievances filed over the intervening years, has somehow managed to hang on to her ticket. A woman who, the Dallas Observer has learned, has assisted in a Dallas police investigation into illegal solicitation -- barratry -- and other possible business crimes, while at the same time being the subject of a similar probe by the State Bar.

And that's just the start. There's her history as a federal government informant in a mid-'90s probe of corruption at the Frank Crowley criminal courthouse. According to federal law-enforcement sources, Shelton provided information about at least two Dallas County criminal judges -- information that, for a variety of reasons, never netted a corrupt robe. (The investigation ultimately nabbed a couple of lawyers cheating on their taxes, though not necessarily through Shelton's information.) Prior to that, Shelton persuaded one of her good friends, Judith Mercer, then known as Judith Bridges, to challenge in the Republican primary one of the judges who had angered Shelton. Speaking figuratively, Mercer ended up getting slaughtered.

Then there's the allure of Shelton herself, an aging but still attractive woman who in many ways conducts herself like a man, who swears like a man, who runs her business in as hard-nosed a fashion as any man. In person, Shelton is unforgettable: engaging, shrewd, and emotionally volatile. When I interviewed her four years ago in connection with the corruption probe at the Crowley courthouse, the first thing she did was set the ground rules: no quotes, no sourcing of information to her. Once I agreed, the seduction began. I recall that as she pitched her story -- mostly personal asides about a particular judge, all unusable -- she cycled rapidly through moods.

At first she was girl-friendly, full of comments about diet and appearance, then paranoid and distrustful, then forceful. Although aging, she was smartly dressed in a pantsuit and well-groomed, with carefully tended bleached blond hair, quiet makeup, and manicured hands, and it was easy to see that, 20 years earlier, men would have followed her anywhere.

1   2   Next Page »

Dallas Observer Insiders

  • Local food, music and news blasts
  • Free Stuff
Backpage.com