“Well, here’s the thing. Perp was walking through a public space–a park–with his little kid. Then, out of nowhere, he starts screaming and beats a guy who was sitting on a bench to within an inch of his life.”

“What about the bench guy? What have we got on him?”

“Guy’s scum. Registered sex offender with two strikes. We catch him within a mile of an elementary school and he’s going away for a long time.”

“Well, that’s that, then. Guy said something he shouldn’t have about the kid, daddy beats him down for it. Poetic justice.”

“That’s just it. The place was packed with witnesses, Jerry, and they all swear that the bench guy didn’t breathe a word before he was attacked. Wasn’t even leering. As far as we can tell, it was an unprovoked assault.”

“Hmm. Did they know each other from anywhere?”

“Doesn’t look like it. Perp was an out-of-towner.”

“You know, I got a report around the same time of two chicks getting in a shouting match and eventually getting bagged for disturbing the peace. One said the other had called her names, but we’ve got witnesses saying the place was silent as Highpointe Cemetery beforehand.”

“I’ve got a feeling, Jerry, that I don’t like where this is going.”

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