Cop Throws Black Single Dad’s Federal Badge in Trash — 5 Minutes Later She’s Begging Him

Cop Throws Black Single Dad’s Federal Badge in Trash — 5 Minutes Later She’s Begging Him

Chapter 9

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"Oh," she said, loud enough now for the whole courtyard. "This is good. Y'all want to see this?" She held the badge up in the air, turning it so the sun caught the gold. "This man's got himself a little federal badge. A US Marshal."She laughed—a hard laugh, a laugh with no floor under it."In a gray hoodie and busted boots, driving that truck. Sir, come on. I've been doing this a long time. You bought this online? What, twenty bucks?""That badge is real," Marcus said. His voice did not change. "Officer, I'm going to ask you to do one thing: call it in. Run the number on the back. It'll take you ninety seconds.""You want me to waste dispatch's time on a toy?""It's not a toy. Run the number."A crowd was forming now. Real, this time; not glances, but bodies. A mother had stopped with her hand on her car door. Two dads by the fountain had gone quiet. Near the school entrance, a young teacher named Hannah Voss had come out to help with dismissal and had stopped dead on the top step, watching, a strange cold feeling crawling up the back of her neck.

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