react to the photo. I screenshotted it and sent it to Ruiz.
The Knock
I was back at the precinct, sitting in a plastic chair outside Ruiz’s office, when she came out and said they were ready to serve the warrant. I asked if I could be there. She said no. I asked if I could sit in the parking lot across the street. She looked at me for a second.
“I didn’t continue reading …
