The sun was just beginning to set on a quiet suburban street as Jerome Davis, a 17-year-old high school senior, was driving his father’s car. He had just finished basketball practice and was looking forward to getting home, showering, and having dinner with his family.

Jerome was a good kid; he was respectful, hardworking, and had a bright future ahead of him. His father, Thomas Davis, was a well-respected police captain in their town, known for his fairness and dedication to the community.
As Jerome drove down the street, he noticed a police car following him. At first, he thought nothing of it; he wasn’t speeding, his tags were up to date, and he always made sure to follow traffic rules. But when the lights flashed and the siren blared, he felt a knot form in his stomach. He pulled over to the side of the road and took a deep breath. Dad, I’m getting pulled over,” Jerome said to his phone, trying to keep his voice steady.Where are you?” Thomas asked….Read Full Story Here…………………..