From the Washington Post;
An air of mystery has surrounded the FBI shooting of Ibragim Todashev, 27… The FBI said in a news release that day that Todashev…was killed during an interview with several law enforcement officers [because he attacked them with a knife. That claim has proven to be false].
That in brackets is my clarification. You might think this would give the WaPo pause when it comes to unnamed sources. Nope.
One law enforcement official, speaking on the condition of anonymity to discuss an ongoing investigation, said Wednesday that Todashev lunged at the agent and overturned a table. But the official said Todashev did not have a gun or a knife. A second official also said Todashev was unarmed.
When cops get dirty in some Hollywood action-flick and proceed to cover something up, one of the officers usually has to take one in the leg or at least the vest. A weapon is then put on the perp, shit’s moved around, and everyone gets their story straight. They can’t be too careful what with IA and everything. Their precision is necessary not only to make their story believable to the higher-ups but for us in the audience as well. We know how much scrutiny they will supposedly be under. A scene like this would never fly, right?
Scene: Hot Florida night. Time, 1:30 am. Two FBI field agents and 1
Florida Massachusetts State Trooper stand over a dead man, mid-20s. A second trooper (inexplicably from Massachusetts as well) is seated on the sofa, chin resting on clasped hands.They’re in the apartment of the deceased.
Characters: FBI Field Agents Washington and Dunn / State Troopers Hawke and McDowell / Dead Chechen.
Trooper Hawke: [Standing over the body] What do we do now?
Field Agent Washington: What do you mean?
Trooper Hawke: You just shot this kid, what the fuck do you think I mean.
Field Agent Washington: [Turns to Agent Dunn, smirks] Let me see your arm, Trooper. And your belt.
Trooper Hawke: [Rolls up his sleeve and begins to unbuckle his belt, looks unnervingly at his partner seated on the couch]
Field Agent Washington: [Grabs the belt and drags the edge quickly and abruptly down the officer’s outstretched forearm.] There we go. Todashev was about to confess to triple homicide and lunged at you.
Trooper Hawke: You’re joking.
Field Agent Dunn: [Quietly takes out her iPhone, calls SAC (Special Agent in Charge). Only her voice is heard.] Hey Jim, it’s Sarah…Yeah, I know it’s late. Sorry. Look we just took down the Todashev kid…Yeah, in Florida…Things got outta hand, he attacked one of the staties we got with us…Nah, nothing like that. He just lunged at him…Ok. Ok, right. I’ll give you a call when the locals show up. [Hangs up]
Field Agent Dunn: [To the room] Jim’s got it. They’re gonna let it out that Todashev came at us with a knife or something.
Trooper Hawke: [Motions toward the kitchen to presumably get a knife]
Field Agent Dunn: Nah, don’t sweat it. They’ll follow up a week later with another report stating he had no knife. Don’t worry, it’s easier this way.
Trooper Hawke: That’s it? Should I at least turn over the table or something?
Field Agent Washington: [Exchanges looks with Dunn again, laughs] You’ve seen too many movies, kid.
Trooper McDowell: [Still seated on sofa and has, up until now, been silent. Appears confused. Looks up.] Well, what did ya scratch his arm for then?
Field Agent Washington: [Smiles and shrugs] Just fuckin’ with you all a bit.