It only took two words from Chuck, as he lay bleeding on a stretcher in the back of an ambulance: Black. Man.
And all the machinery — the police, the press, the politicians — kicked into gear to do what they always had done.
Find the Black man.
Chuck didn’t pull off his racist hoax alone. He had everyone’s help.
When Chuck jumped and the truth was revealed, a huge swath of Boston was left to reckon with the knowledge that knocked Barbara Williamson to her knees:
That they were exactly who Chuck thought they were.
