Justice Denied

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LaShawn Tompkins saw the sole white woman, a nun, huddled under her umbrella in the pouring rain as he turned the decrepit Windstar van off Rainier Avenue South onto Church Street. The cracked rubber on the wiper blade wasn’t doing much to clear the windshield. Through puddled raindrops he caught only the barest glimpse of an anxious white face illuminated in the yellowish haze of a feeble rain-washed streetlight. His headlights flashed briefly on the gold-embossed lettering of the book she carried.

LaShawn didn’t have to read the words printed there to recognize the book for what it was-the Holy Bible. It wasn’t uncommon for fearless missionaries of many denominations to venture into this part of Seattle’s central district to spread the word about their particular brand of salvation, but it was unusual for one to do so alone. LaShawn suspected that the nun’s proselytizing companion or companions were merely out of sight somewhere, knocking on doors or chatting in someone’s living room.

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