We had some excitement in the neighborhood yesterday. Lots of police cars, helicopters, noise. It went on for hours.
The action was on the next block. On my street we hung out with our neighbors in the front yards and wondered what it was all about. When John and I finally wandered over to ask what was going on it was all over, and I took this photo.
The wide shot gives you the neighborhood, the day. The street had been evacuated and the subjects were alone.
A closer look:
The uniformed officer on the left folds his hands in front of him. He seems almost deferential. The detective on the right leans on the cruiser, hand in his pocket, focused on the young man at the center of it all.
This young man, shirtless (easier to search), head hanging--what now?
I can't learn anything from the picture.