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"You sure it's a cop?" Mr. Savarese said as they pulled up to the curb.
"It's that gigantic nigger that gave us the trouble before," Mr. Rosselli said.
"Jesus," Mr. Savarese said.
Officer Lewis walked up to the car and flashed his flashlight at Mr. Cassandro, Mr. Rosselli, and Mr. Savarese in turn.
"Is something wrong, Officer?" Mr. Cassandro said.
"May I have your driver's license and registration, please?" Tiny Lewis asked.
"Yeah, sure. You gonna tell me what I did wrong?"
"You were weaving as you drove down the street," Officer Lewis said.
"No I wasn't!" Mr. Cassandro said.
"Have you been drinking, sir?"
"Not a goddamn drop," Mr. Cassandro said. "What is this shit?"
"Shut your mouth," Mr. Savarese said sharply to Mr. Cassandro.
Officer Lewis flashed his light at Mr. Savarese.
"Oh, you're Mr. Savarese, aren't you?"
After a discernible pause Mr. Savarese said, "Yes, my name is Savarese."
"You left something behind you in the restaurant, Mr. Savarese," Officer Lewis said.
"I did? I don't recall-"
"Here it is, sir," Tiny Lewis said, and handed Mr. Savarese a large manila envelope.
"Please try to drive in a straight line," Tiny Lewis said. "Good night."
He walked back to his car and turned off the flashing lights.
"What did he give you?" Mr. Rosselli asked.
"Feels like photographs," Mr. Savarese replied.
"Of who?"
"There's two of them, Mr. S.," Mr. Rosselli said. "I adjusted the rearview mirror. I can see good."
"Two of who?"
"Two cop cars. The other's got a lieutenant or something in it. Another nigger."
"Get me out of here," Mr. Savarese said.
"You got it, Mr. S.," Mr. Cassandro said.
Officer Tiny Lewis watched until the Lincoln was out of sight, then drove to a diner on South 16^th Street. Lieutenant Foster H. Lewis, Sr., drove his car into the parking lot immediately afterward.
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