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Detective Inspector Nathan Stone got out of his car and looked around, his hazel eyes taking in everything. A small crowd, almost certainly made up of the residents of Mead Street, had gathered and he noted the anger etched into the faces of several of them, Asians all, anger that was brought into sharp relief by the blue light that continued to flash from the top of the police patrol car parked outside Bhaskar’s Convenience Store on the corner of Mead Street and Victoria Road.
Nathan hoped the attack he was there to investigate wasn’t racially motivated. If it was, he didn’t doubt there would be a lot of trouble, especially if he couldn’t solve it quickly.
The non-Asians in the small group didn’t appear angry, but there was shock, sadness, and a mix of other emotions on their faces.
