This wasn't a joke.
When the police caught anyone, they could indeed let them go over a small matter with a warning; it was like the criticism a person got from spitting on the streets.
But if they were annoyed and decided to be strict, there was nothing wrong with sending the culprits to the custody center.
Leaving the Hispanic neighborhood, Luke and Selina sighed almost at the same time as they looked at the mess around them.
Luke asked first, "What are you sighing about?"
Selina: "I'm thinking it's a good thing my parents chose Shackelford and found decent jobs on the ranch. It's very hard to move forward here, right? What about you?"
Luke: "Coming out of this environment and making something of yourself really is a struggle. What I wanted to say, though, is that if a riot happens, this is probably where it'll start."
Selina shook her head. "There's nothing we can do about that. It's all up to God."
Luke nodded in agreement.
