Storytelling

Police Officer Humiliates Two Black Woman in the Park — 5 Minutes Later He's Begging Them

Chapter 10

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"Your camera's a toy.""Then I'll write that it's a toy." He lowered the clipboard. "I'm not writing 4,120."Brandt turned his head slowly. For one beat, he wasn't performing for anyone. He was a man looking at a twenty-three-year-old who had just cost him something."Fine. Write nothing," he said very quietly. "You weren't here."Pruitt set the clipboard on the bench. He knelt in the grass and began picking up lipsticks one at a time, the way you'd pick up something a child had dropped: plum, coral, a red the color of a stop sign."Stand up."Pruitt didn't.

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