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Seven years before that 2001 verdict, a Wal-Mart security guard had identified 31-year-old Irene Aguilera as part of a major shoplifting ring. The Houston housewife had been thrown in jail on a bond so high it took her family 28 days to get her out. When prosecutors dropped the charges after months of house arrest, Aguilera sued. In poor health, she died before the case went to trial, but a jury still decided her family deserved sizable damages for malicious prosecution.
If John Grisham had authored Aguilera v. Wal-Mart, that would have been the ending: An impoverished innocent and her family bring a big corporation to justice. The corporate lawyers slink off to their cubicles; the good guys celebrate with a cool $20 million.
But real life seldom has such simple finality. For the Aguileras, the end came three years after the jury's verdict, four years after Aguilera's death, ten years after the arrest that might have changed their fortunes forever.
Houston Police Detective Mike Hamby first cracked the case of the Mickey Mouse Gang. Hamby had been in the burglary and theft division for a year when in June 1994 he was given the shoplifting case of a preteen kid. When he ran the youngster's information on police databases, he got hit after hit: different arrests, different addresses, different adults who'd picked him up at the station.
In no time, he'd linked the kid to 27 suspects and thefts from San Antonio to Dallas. "When it was all done with, I linked 80 cases to that kid," Hamby says. The group of thieves had been operating since 1991, he says, hitting as many as three stores a day and swiping up to $3,000 in merchandise at each one. The "Mickey Mouse" tag came from one of the youths involved, a boy whose prominent ears were featured in store surveillance tapes across the state.
The method was always the same. Adults in the gang lined shopping carts with poster board, then preteen boys filled the carts with pricey electronic equipment, clothes and toys. While adults distracted the clerks, the kids slipped the merchandise past the checkout and into getaway cars idling outside. If they ever got busted, the adults scattered; the kids typically got a slap on the wrist.
Hamby believed the gang's base was Sherman Street, in a poor neighborhood off Wayside Drive on Houston's east side. He ordered street surveillance and told stores to stay on high alert.
A few weeks later, the ring hit a Wal-Mart in suburban Austin. The store's security guard, Wayne Cruickshank, detained a preteen boy. Cruickshank thought he could positively identify more participants, so Hamby headed to the police station in Round Rock, armed with driver's license photos and mug shots of his suspects.
As Hamby would later testify, he spread them on the table, and Cruickshank picked out six people. One was Irene Aguilera, who lived in a ramshackle duplex on Sherman with her husband and three kids.
It didn't take long for Aguilera to turn up. Her wheelchair-bound mother was guardian of the preteen boy Cruickshank had collared. When Round Rock police summoned the old woman to pick up the boy, Aguilera accompanied her to the station.
Solely on the basis of Cruickshank's identification, Aguilera was promptly arrested, with bond set at $150,000. She was jailed for a month until her husband, Ignacio, a Mexican immigrant, found Houston attorney Jim Sharp.
Sharp got the bond reduced to $25,000. Aguilera was released from jail but put on house arrest for the next four months, required to stay within 40 feet of the telephone in her home.
Aguilera had always been high-strung. She had nervios, she said, and she suffered from scleroderma, a rare disease that causes the skin to harden and the hands to clench. The month in jail seemed to send her over the edge. Ignacio Jr., then 12 years old, caught her with a knife, threatening to kill herself, and had to wrench it away.
"She would just sit in the love seat, crying and crying," he says. "She was always scared."
Sharp had figured Aguilera's case was a routine rap of minor shoplifting that would probably end in a plea agreement. Instead, he quickly began to suspect something was amiss.
A Dallas native, Sharp mixes a good-ol'-boy drawl with distinctly liberal sensibilities. He's now running for an appellate court seat as a Democrat, and his office walls display photos of Willie Nelson and various Kennedys -- next to his "Bush is a Punk-Ass Chump" sticker.
Sharp learned that Aguilera's postman recalled talking to her on her front porch in Houston on the same afternoon she was accused of shoplifting in the Austin area.
Furthermore, Cruickshank, the security guard, had written a report on the day of the incident, saying he'd seen two juveniles and one woman. Two days later, under the approving eye of Wal-Mart's corporate representative and several Houston cops, he identified Aguilera and four other adults never mentioned in his first report.
And police eventually had to admit that the Wal-Mart surveillance video had disappeared. Cruickshank claimed he'd turned it over, but they had no record of receiving it.