By Michelle Halverson
“I don’t know what else to tell you, Officer.” The young man ran an exasperated, shaking hand through his hair. The cop scrutinized him, then gazed down at the haggard corpse of the man who had expired so suddenly on the pavement. No obvious signs of trauma. Just the expression of terror, frozen on his face.
“He just kept crying, ‘mercy, mercy,’” the young man repeated.
“But, I tell you, no one else was there.”