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“Closure For Clarence” A micro story by Allah Preme

   You could’ve spotted detective Daniels from far away. Sitting in his unmarked Crown Victoria car, with his signature Ray Ban frames on smoking his favorite brand of cigarettes. If you didn’t know who he was you had to have been living under a stone. He was infamous in the town of Pitchville, and hated amongst the young black boys who hung out on Elm Street. Pitchville was a small town, with city problems. Elm Street was a notorious block and the crew that ran it was known as the Grim Reaper Boys or “G.R.B”. This gang went back generations on Elm Street, and was highly respected on a street level. G.R.B. was different from the gangs you normally hear about in a sense that they were all about keeping drugs out of their neighborhood and protecting everyone who was from there. They were the types of guys who helped the elderly carry their groceries and walked all the children home when they got off the school bus. Detective Daniels came from a police family and was raised across town on the nicer side of Pitchville. Daniels had a thing for flexing his authority on the black males that hung out on Elm Street. He’d always drive by and taunt them, hop out and make everyone leave the scene for no reason at all. Daniels always felt threatened by “G.R.B.” because they would stand up for themselves and weren’t afraid of him like some of the smaller crews on other blocks were. There was something about the unity on Elm Street that the detective didn’t like. He was intimidated by them but knew he was protected by his badge. The Leader of G.R.B. was a young kid by the name of Clarence. Clarence’s whole family was from Elm Street. Clarence was short with Dread locks and wore army fatigue suits all the time. Although he was smaller than most the guys he hung out with Clarence was nice with the hands and well-respected throughout all of Pitchville. This was the detectives arch nemesis. For years detective Daniels and Clarence clashed because the detectives father killed Clarence’s father in an altercation years back that was ruled an accidental death. Even with video footage of the incident the court somehow ruled “Big C’s” death an accident. Elm Street begged to differ. A few weeks after Big C’s funeral Detective Daniels father was sitting in his squad car and was burned alive after an unknown assailant threw a molotov cocktail through his car window. It was revenge, and no one said a word. Detective Daniels life was dedicated finding out who killed his father and he knew it was someone from Elm Street. Someone from G.R.B. The summer was approaching, and it was going to be one that would affect Detective Daniels and Clarence forever. 
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