Yes, that’s the guy who tried to get Scott Peterson off with some far-fetched lies. Maybe they can become bunkies.
Unlikely, unless there's a lot more to the case than we know.
Peterson is on death row at San Quentin. Which is nice for him, because it's right near SF Bay, where he disposed of his pregnant wife's body.
I'm sure the salt air brings back pleasant memories.
Of course, he may not be able to make out its subtle aroma, being surrounded as he is by a diversity of other aromas.