Hard Row

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“How do you plead?” I asked the defendants.

“Not guilty,” said Braswell.

“Guilty with extenuating circumstances,” said Macedo

through his attorney.

While Walsh laid out the State’s case, I thought about

the club where the incident took place.

El Toro Negro. The name brought back a rush of

mental images. I had been there twice myself. Last

spring, back when I still thought of Sheriff Bo Poole’s

chief deputy as a sort of twelfth brother and a handy

escort if both of us were at loose ends, a couple of court

translators had invited me to a Cinco de Mayo fiesta at

the club. My latest romance had gone sour the month

before so I’d asked Dwight if he wanted to join us.

“Yeah, wouldn’t hurt for me to take a look at that

place,” he’d said. “Maybe keep you out of trouble while

I’m at it.”

Knowing that he likes to dance just as much as I do,

I didn’t rise to the bait.

The club was so jammed that the party had spilled

out into the cordoned-off parking lot. It felt as if every