The officer walked up to the driver’s-side window and asked, “Where do you live?” Carter gave the address where he lived with his mother, an apartment in a building at the corner of Thirty-ninth Street and Dalton Avenue in South Central Los Angeles. “You’re one of them,” the officer replied. “One of what?” Carter asked. “Don’t play stupid,” the officer said. “You’re one of them.” Then he placed him under arrest.
