"I don't know, that little punk sneaked off with my car yesterday morning and hasn't come back since."
Blackie took out a photo, "Is this your son?"
"Yes, if he admits it."
"Seems like your father-son relationship isn't too good?"
"That doesn't seem to be your business, right? Who exactly are you? What do you want with him?"
Blackie showed his badge, "We're LAPD."
The black man looked unsurprised, "What trouble has he caused now?"
"Sir, how should we address you?"
"Ronnie Bryant."
"Have you been to Roger's Supermarket near the community?"
"Yes, that supermarket is pretty good. I heard the boss behind the scenes is Korean.
When it comes to business, they really have more talent than African Americans. We often shop there and spend quite a bit."
"Did you know there was a shooting at that supermarket yesterday morning?"
"Yes, I know, but that has nothing to do with me." Ronnie Bryant paused, mouth agape, "Are you here because of the supermarket shooting?"
