The contrast was devastating.
Local reporters began calling the police department.
The department's communications staff received requests for information.
Several elected officials wanted an explanation.
And residents across Eastbridge began asking why an officer had continued a physical detention after being given multiple opportunities to verify the person's identity.
The reaction wasn't limited to people who recognized Naomi.
Many viewers focused on a simpler question.
What would have happened if the woman in the garage hadn't been the police chief?
The question spread through community meetings, radio discussions, and social-media posts.
Naomi read some of those reactions later that evening.
Then she put down her phone.
Because she knew the answer wasn't something a title alone could fix.
Imani learned about the incident from her grandmother.
She was eating dinner when her phone began vibrating with messages from friends.
At first, she assumed something had happened at the fundraiser.
Then she opened a video.
Her mother appeared on the screen.
Naomi was bent against the hood of her Lexus.
A police officer held her arms behind her back.
The black-and-olive-gold gown Imani had helped her choose was wrinkled and caught against the front of the car.
For a moment, Imani couldn't breathe.
Then she looked toward her grandmother.
"That's Mom."
Her grandmother's face changed.
She'd already received a brief call from Brooks confirming that Naomi was safe and receiving medical attention.
But seeing the video was different.
Imani stood so quickly that her chair scraped across the floor.
"Why is he hurting her?"
Her grandmother reached toward her.
"Sweetheartβ"
"Why is he doing that?"
The girl's voice broke.
She tried calling Naomi.
The call went unanswered while medical staff were examining her shoulder.
Imani called again.
Then she began crying.
Her grandfather entered the room and gently took the phone.
He looked at the screen.
For several seconds, he was silent.
Then he embraced his granddaughter.
"Your mother is safe."
Imani shook her head.
"She doesn't look safe."
He closed his eyes.
He couldn't argue with the image.
His daughter had spent her career protecting other people.
Now her own child was watching her being restrained in the driveway of the family home.
For the first time, he understood that the incident had already hurt more people than the officer who caused it could see.
Naomi called Imani from the medical facility as soon as she could.
The girl answered immediately.
"Mom!"
Naomi heard the panic in her voice.
Her own eyes filled.
"I'm here, sweetheart."
"Are you okay?"
"I'm safe. They're checking my shoulder and wrists."
Imani began crying again.
"I saw the video."
Naomi closed her eyes.
For several seconds, she didn't speak.