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At 1:47 A.M., A Call From A Police Station Turned A Routine Arrest Into A Reckoning That Reached Boston

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“I’m his grandmother, Margaret Sullivan. I’d like to see him immediately.”

A door to the side opened, and a man in his mid-thirties emerged with a clipboard and the air of someone who’d grown comfortable in his authority. Officer Peterson.

“Mrs. Sullivan,” he began, “I understand you’re here about the juvenile involved in the assault on Officer Miller.continue reading …

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