In a shocking incident that has sent outrage, my son, a nine-year-old child was kidnapped under chilling circumstances that have raised serious questions about the integrity of Worcester police officers, it sounds like they might have taken a bribe...
A Hotel Manager and a Clerk are talking about Brazilians who lived in Worcester in the nineties.
----" Yeah, I do remember Mineirinho, he was so funny, he used to work here and there's another one called Eldo, who lived on Prescott Street, I've heard cops tried to catch him, is that true? "
The clerk leans at the front door and answers: ", Yeah, that's true, It was on their way back from New York when his son heard a strange noise before they entered the house. He hurried inside and yelled, "Dad, run, run, there cops here "
Eldo fled from them as quickly as possible. Initially, he stumbled and fell to the ground, but he quickly rose and continued his escape.
Hoffman: Shit! Worcester Cops are the worst ones.
Clerk: He sprinted ahead, fueled by adrenaline, yet the fear of being caught pressed down on him. He kept running, the sound of police footsteps closing in, the chilly wind kept lashing and he twisted his head hoping to see his wife and son, but the porch was empty, He saw four police officers pursuing him, and one shouted to the others:" Keep going"
Hoffman: Holy shit!
Clerk: He dashed in search of refuge. Eldo hurried to a restaurant at the street's end, then turned left,hiding himself behind the building he spotted a large green dumpster, then leaped inside and watched as the police passed by.
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Hoffman- Fucking stupid cops
Clerk: Eldo remained silent in the bin to avoid making noise, he only listened to his breath and the rustling leaves blowing by the chilly wind outside .Despite the fear and darkness inside the bin, it reminded him and his son playing hide and seek, in their hometown, the wardrobe was his son's favorite hideout spot, and reminding his son's laughter it brightened the bin
Hoffman- Cops could be upset with him. They were hidden in his house, and his son helped him escape. I suspect Worcester police are on the hunt for a drug dealer and may have misidentified their target.
Clerk: I don't know, he heard voices nearby and feeling curious opened the bin, he saw some Worcester police officers with one talking into the radio, saying "Adam Henry, Ten-four," he couldn't understand; it seemed like code, so he shut the bin and kept silent for more than two hours , with no voices outside re realized the cops had left , he can't recall how long he was in that bin, but he remembers it was bright when he entered and getting dark when he left it.
Hoffman- Where did he
Clerk: He felt a wave of anxiety for his son and wife, wondering what had happened to them. Pulling up his hood and shoving his hands into his pockets, he made his way home. The biting cold wind forced him to lower his gaze, watching his boots crunch the thick snow. Moments later, he spotted his home at the end of the street; the porch light was on, but the inside remained in darkness. Before he stepped onto the porch, he glanced around, everything seemed perfect , no cops in sight. Then he saw that the door was slightly ajar; he turned back once more to ensure that no one was watching him.
Clerk: So, he pushed the door slowly, and the noise of the hinge seemed to say something, then, locked it behind him, and turns on the light, a waive of happiness washed him at the sight of the furniture,however,as he whispered "Nobody at home" sadness replaced his joy. Then he tossed his coat on the sofa,and headed to the kitchen to make some coffee,just as placed the paper filter, a loud crash from the living room freaked him out , cops had busted into his house
Clerk- Yeah, Eldo jumped quickly through the back kitchen window and ran to the street.
Hoffman- Cops can't enter anybody's home without a warrant, it's a legal document saying that the person needs to be arrested,holy fucking cops!
Clerk: -He ran as fast as he could, then he stayed behind a tree
Hoffman:They made another attempt to capture him,I have a feeling that someone might have made up a bad story, or perhaps a bribe played a role, I wish I knew those fucking cops' name.
Clerk: He didn't spend much time behind the tress ,he noticed someone in a hooded jacket walking down the hill towards the police. They approached to ask questions, providing him the perfect opportunity to escape from his hiding place.He walked on, glancing back after a few minutes. The police lights faded from view, bringing him relief. Snow continued to fall, and his hands and ears ached with cold. He wished he had grabbed his coat from the sofa. he longed for warmth and a dry shirt, he was feeling like an ice cube,and nowhere to go.
