By the time the officer finished watching Rick’s footage, the air on my porch felt heavier.
He didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t curse. That was what scared me. His calm had the tight edge of something being held back.
“Okay,” he said, eyes still on the screen. “Don’t touch anything. Don’t call the tow company. Don’t confront her again. …
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