The private chambers of Superior Court Judge Arthur Vance on the ninth floor of the New York County Supreme Court were a monument to judicial grandeur. Floor-to-ceiling mahogany bookshelves lined with leather-bound legal statutes, heavy velvet drapes muffling the city noise, and a colossal hand-carved desk bearing the seal of the State of New York. Judge Arthur Vance, seventy years old, with thinning silver hair and patrician features, sat behind…
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