And we continue with our American stories.

It all went down in the city of Benton Harbor, Michigan in 2006.

Andrew Collins was a narcotics officer.

Jamel McGee was a new father of a baby boy.

This is a story about forgiveness,

brokenness, and true reconciliation

from two guys who should have been hardened, bitter enemies.

Without any further ado,

let's hear how Andrew and Jamel's unlikely stories intersect,

starting with Jamel. February 8, 2006 was the day that forever changed my life.

February 8, 2006, really just another day for me.

All I wanted to do was go to the store

and get some milk for my son.

All I wanted on that day was another conviction.

So I caught a ride from some guys that I knew

that probably would be up to no good.

I had caught a guy with some crack.

He knew a guy with some more crack, so he made a phone call. So we get to the store and this guy asked me to use the phone. At the time, I didn't think anything of it, so I gave him my phone. So I get to the store and I see the vehicle, just like I was told. One guy in the vehicle and another guy comes out of the store. I'm not sure if he has

something to do with it, but I'm going to make sure he has something to do with it. So I'm coming out the store and this guy's approaching me talking about he's a cop. Where's it dope? I'm like, what dope? I don't have any dope. I ain't got no dope. It ain't my dope. How many times have I heard this before? That's what everybody says.

So I had him lock him up.

How could I be going to jail for some drugs that is in mind?

How is this possible?

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