“I could feel his evil spirit as soon as I walked into the room with him,” Detective Moses Costillo tells me in the hallway outside of Department 113 of the Criminal Courts Building. “I met the devil.”
It was Halloween night, 2016, and Officer Dimitrius Connor had a bowl of candy at the LAPD Rampart Station front desk, expecting trick-or-treaters. But he wasn’t prepared for the horror that came through the door that night.
Connor could see him through the station house window, pacing the sidewalk outside. He was Latino. His hair was long. He wore all black. And he held...
