I thought that the police detective was trying to get justice for my son. She didn’t care that he was robbed. She didn’t care that he was hit in the head. She didn’t care that his possessions were stolen. My son was naïve to the law. He had never been in trouble. He actually thought that he could call the police and they could get back his property. He didn’t want to prosecute. He just wanted his possessions. He had already been burglarized twice. People kept taking his belongings. He just wanted his stuff back and he thought that he was going about it the right way. This was taboo. This wasn’t done. She had her mind fixated on my son. After all, he had the nerve, the gull, to report that he was robbed of his property which included guns. What an audacity? How dare he? They have better things to do than to worry about a black on black crime. She was going to get her man, no matter what it took. She was going to fix him for calling the police. Her sworn deposition showed that she told the first victim about the second victim. She told the suspects about the attempted robberies. She told my son about robberies in the area. All our defense attorney had to do was read from her deposition. All the attorney had to do was play the 911 tape. All the attorney had to do was read the interviews. Our attorney chose not to bother.