The Chief of Police, Nate Johns, grimly surveyed the crowded conference room as he approached the podium where he was to speak from. The assorted members of the regional press were all glaring at him, their pens and styluses poised to take notes. A few held voice recorders close to their mouths as they mumbled details to be written later, but Chief Johns tried to ignore everything but the notebook on the podium in front of him as he squared himself up to the microphone. He knew that this would be the most difficult press conference he had ever given. “Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen,” he said curtly. “I have a statement to read that shouldn’t take too long – so please, hold all your questions until I’m finished with it.” The Chief pulled a file folder out of the notebook and opened it
