They Humiliated the New Police Chief Without Knowing Who He Was. One Radio Call Turned Their Confidence Into Absolute Terror.

The blue strobes of the state police cruisers cast long, rhythmic pulses across the gravel of Miller’s yard, cutting through the dense fog as sunrise finally breached the ridge. By six in the morning, the freezing sleet had stopped, replaced by a low, bitter dampness that clung to the hemlocks and settled over the perimeter chain link.