As we drove home from the incident, Harold silent in the passenger seat, I could feel the intensity of his humiliation. The man who had faced the horrors of war and emerged with medals for bravery was brought low by a moment of senseless aggression. I knew then that I could not let this go unanswered.

The following morning, I set to work. I pulled out my old contacts, reached out to former colleagues who still fought the good fight. Together, we pieced together a case, documenting every detail of what had happened. Video footage from bystanders, medical reports of Harold’s burns, and eyewitness testimonies began to form a narrative — one that revealed a pattern of behavior from Officer Kowalski and others in his precinct.