On the last Sunday in May 1995, Ako Abdul-Samad was sitting in an office at the Eldora youth detention center having what others might call a "come to Jesus" session with a soon-to-be released 16-year-old.
A Black Muslim working for Urban Dreams, Abdul-Samad was showing he had the kid's number. Having blown three previous opportunities for a release, the spirited boy he'd just met had been in Eldora 10 months for drug possession. The stately man in the leather suspenders wasn't going to tolerate a fourth derailment.
"You're intelligent," the told the kid. "You know the streets. You've been manipulating folks a long time."