we pay $30, $40 as we're quacking out the young door, this young black guy comes up behind me and yells. i believe he's referring to me. and i, you know, my heart starts racing. i turn around. he says, sir, i need you to come back inside. i need to search you. turns out his boss is a guy named bill hewitt, i think. so he's calling his bass to back him up. she saw me and he didn't see me put it back on his shelf. i ain't going back in the store. no [ bleep ] way. this guy bill hewitt and the black kid, they jump on me and we're rolling in the gutter. and before i know it, i have one handcuff on my left wrist. patricia looks up. i figured you know, she's going to lay low. there is nothing she can do. we're busted. you wouldn't accept an incomplete job