Raphael Smitch walked through the narrow alleys of the slum with an air of superiority that didn’t match his surroundings. His impeccably pressed police uniform stood in stark contrast to the peeling walls and rundown alleyways.
With every step, he felt more powerful, as if he owned those streets. The residents, upon seeing him, would either avert their gaze or quickly retreat into their homes. Raphael interpreted this behavior as respect, but in reality, it was fear—fear of a man who abused his authority without a second thought.
As he patrolled, Raphael reflected on his position. He firmly believed he was there to maintain order, but his definition of order was distorted by prejudice and an insatiable thirst for power. Every corner he turned, every frightened look he received, only reinforced his belief that he was untouchable. Little did Raphael know that his arrogance blinded him to the….Read Full Story Here………………
