Detroit Police Officer Willie Soles was working security that day when the guy with the flowerpot strutted up the stairs and into the main lobby area. It was 12:45 Friday afternoon, one of the hottest summer days that Willie could remember. The guy with the flowerpot was wearing khaki shorts and a white shirt with rings of sweat under his armpits. Willie could see the guy’s eyes, calm, maybe a little tired as he tried to hand over the flowerpot, telling Willie that he’d found it in his mother’s garden. Willie seeing the hand-grenade dug into the dirt.
By Vincent Holland
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