The first shot shattered everything. A traffic stop became a national reckoning in less than a heartbeat, and the country is still frozen in that moment. Officials insist the officer saw a deadly threat. The family insists the story is incomplete. Between pixelated footage, conflicting statements, and unbearable loss, one question refuses to fade: what truly happened when the car moved, and who must carry that split-second choice for the rest of their liv… Continues…
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