Man beaten, robbed by two men after car accident
The people in the other car left the scene, but later came back to beat and rob the man.
The victim spoke with WREG and said that everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Jeffrey Richardson said he was headed to work, but right as he was about to turn in, he got into an accident.
After that, things went from bad to worse.
'When I went to the hospital, they told me I had a broken nose, a broken jaw and I skinned my knee up real bad,' Richardson said. 'It's starting to get a little better now.'
Bruised and battered, Richardson said it's all still a blur after he was beaten and robbed by two men on Monday.
Right before the assault, Richardson said he and those same two men were involved in a crash off Winchester as Richardson was turning into a beauty supply store.
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He said he was getting paid to clean the parking lot.
'All of a sudden, the other car was right there in front of me, and they hit me and spun me all the way around – 360 degrees, to where my truck was sitting still. Just as if I was turning at the turning lane still,' Richardson said.
Memphis Police said Richardson hit a black Chrysler 300, but 15-20 minutes after the accident, the driver and his passenger came back.
'It happened so fast that I didn't know what was going on,' Richardson said. '[The] only thing I can do is try and get away from them.'
Richardson told WREG that it was after the crash and assault that he was able to get help from workers at a nearby Metro by T-Mobile store.
'Once they attacked me, that's when I went and they had said you need to come in here,' Richardson said. '[They] locked the doors so they [the suspects] couldn't get back to me in case they came back.'
As the chaos settled, Richardson said that's when he learned that his wallet had been taken.
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Still, he said he was more worried about the pain he'd sustained from the beating.
'I did get a concussion out of the deal because when I called to tell my boss and my sister about it, they said I done called them once and told them,' Richardson said.
After he recovers, Richardson said he'll start looking for a new truck.
'They did wrong is all I can say because you don't treat an older man like that,' he said.
Police say another vehicle was involved in the accident.
If you have any information about this incident, you are encouraged to call Crime Stoppers at 901-528-CASH.
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Expenses kept stacking up. They rented a hotel. Because they couldn't fly without Diaz's ID, Miguel scrambled to rent a car. Miguel noticed a change in his brother, who often smiled and laughed, but now seemed reserved. Diaz would ask permission to eat. To use the restroom. To shower. "I knew he had a fear,' Miguel said. 'I think he felt he had to be a certain type of way.' Diaz's cousin and brother took turns driving the more than 11 hours back to L.A. Diaz anxiously checked the ankle monitor. They passed through New Mexico. Then Arizona. Diaz, who had never before left the state of California, marveled at the $2 gas. But he also realized that people noticed the ankle monitor. His heart raced. "They didn't call the police or anything, but I know they were looking at me," he said. He did not start to calm down until they reached California. As night fell, Diaz's father, Miguel Sr., clutched his phone outside the apartment, watching his son's location draw nearer with each minute. "Vienen en San Pedro," Miguel Sr. announced. They were on a nearby street. And he still called his son to make sure they were almost home. "Ya mero llegas verdad?" "Ya estoy en la esquina," Miguel Jr. said. They were around the corner. As Diaz shuffled toward the stairs leading to his apartment, his father bounded down. He held a blue poster the neighbors had made. It read: "Welcome Home Javier." Another poster delivered the same message, this time in sign language. Diaz's eyes were blank, his arms heavy at his sides. Miguel Sr. embraced his son. Neighbors cried as they hugged the man they had known since he was a boy. They patted his hair, which had grown long in detention. He hiked up his pants leg to display the ankle monitor. His mother was waiting in the hallway of their small apartment. He reached for her, hugged her tight. As he wiped away her tears, his own threatened to spill over. Finally, he was home. Sign up for Essential California for news, features and recommendations from the L.A. Times and beyond in your inbox six days a week. This story originally appeared in Los Angeles Times.
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After the Times followed up again about that protection, a senior DHS official said in an email, 'Deferred action does not confer any form of legal status in this country.' 'The facts are this individual is an illegal alien. This Administration is not going to ignore the rule of law,' the original statement read. 'The United States is offering illegal aliens $1,000 and a free flight to self-deport now,' DHS continued. 'We encourage every person here illegally to take advantage of this offer and reserve the chance to come back to the U.S. the right legal way to live American dream. If not, you will be arrested and deported without a chance to return.' In another case this month, a federal judge ruled that the government had to provide a Mongolian Sign Language interpreter to a deaf immigrant who has been detained in San Diego County since February. U.S. District Judge Dana Sabraw, a George W. Bush appointee, reportedly called it 'common sense that a person has a right to communicate.' 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The family moved to South L.A., where Diaz, an older brother and his parents squeezed into a two-bedroom apartment with three relatives. They were fixtures in the complex. Neighbors became close friends, at times celebrating the New Year, birthdays and other holidays together. Diaz thrived. He attended Marlton School, which specialized in teaching students from kindergarten through 12th grade who are deaf and hard of hearing. He ran track and was a right winger on the soccer team. He graduated in 2011. His brother Miguel, who is nine years younger, attended the same school to learn ASL so the siblings could communicate. Diaz cannot read or write in Spanish and relies on Miguel, 23, to be his voice. Their mother knows some sign language; their father speaks in Spanish into Google Translate and then shows Diaz the English translation. Diaz came to the attention of immigration officials in 2013, when an asylum application was filed on his behalf. The application triggered removal proceedings. But under the Obama administration, the federal government used a procedure called administrative closure to help clear immigration court backlog by temporarily removing some cases from the docket so resources could be focused on higher-priority cases. Diaz's case was administratively closed. At about the same time, he received DACA protection. He was hired at the car wash in Temple City in 2020. He worked six days a week, hosing down cars, soaping them up and vacuuming inside. He loved that it was fast paced. His co-workers knew him as 'el mudo,' the mute. He built a community there. Sometimes he'd pack an extra ham sandwich to bring to his good friend and co-worker Bryan, who asked to only be identified by his first name because of his immigration case. Bryan did not use sign language, but the two formed their own method of communication. At the end of each shift, Bryan would twirl his fingers, his way of signaling to Diaz that he'd see him tomorrow. Diaz was normally off Fridays. But on June 12, a Thursday, he'd gotten two flat tires and hadn't been able to work his regular shift. His boss asked him if he could work the next day. So he went in. That morning, everyone at the car wash was on high alert. They had heard ICE was in the area. News of raids had been circulating for a week. Diaz noticed that fewer people had shown up to work when he started his shift about 8 a.m. His boss wrote a message asking if he was documented. Diaz wrote back that he had DACA protection. A co-worker pointed out the white SUVs nearby. They told Diaz the vehicles belonged to ICE. Diaz had just finished his 30-minute lunch break and was walking over to wash a car. Grainy surveillance footage reviewed by The Times captured what happened next. Five people in blue work shirts bearing the car wash's logo made a beeline for the wall and appeared to use a bench to jump over. Someone gestured for Diaz to run. He couldn't hear the shouts of 'migra.' He walked a few steps, put a hand on his head, appearing confused. He jogged to the wall and pulled himself over, dropping out of sight. After he landed, Diaz felt pain shoot through his foot. He scaled a few more walls in backyards before running out onto Sultana Avenue. Agents spotted him and blocked his path. Diaz motioned that he couldn't hear. The agents took his phone and cuffed his hands in front of him, tight enough to bruise. They did not explain why he was under arrest or say why he was being taken. 'I signal to them I can't hear, and they just go ahead and cuff me. They're very forceful,' he said. 'They don't care. They don't care if you understand. They just cuffed me. There's no explanation as to what's going on, no one told me anything.' He sat in the SUV. An officer showed Diaz his phone, where he had typed a question: What country are you from? Diaz couldn't answer. 'I can't sign with my hands cuffed,' Diaz said. 'They took my power.' When he was eventually transported to downtown L.A., he saw protesters and the National Guard. He was shackled around the waist and held in what he likened to a jail. Diaz struggled to quantify how many others were waiting with him, saying 'it was a lot more than I can think.' There were three big groups of people, he recalled. Bryan was there, too. His friend gestured with his hands, trying to calm Diaz, who feared he wouldn't hear his name called. Bryan gestured at his own ears, telling him that he was listening for him. But then Bryan's name was called, and he was moved into another room. He flagged down an officer and explained he was trying to help his friend, who cannot hear or speak. 'That has nothing to do with you,' he said the officer responded. He didn't see Diaz again. An agent with a badge around his neck approached Diaz, who motioned that he couldn't hear. The agent wrote on a piece of paper in Spanish. He removed the cuffs and Diaz wrote back that he only knew English. Another agent asked Diaz when he entered the country. 'I don't remember, I was a baby, I don't know that story exactly,' he said. 'I couldn't give them those details.' They asked if he had a green card. Diaz wrote no. 'I thought they were going to ask me, 'Do you have DACA,'' he said. They never did. He thought they would check his wallet. His mother had taken his current work authorization card, which expires in October, so she could help him renew his permit. But his license was there. Diaz was finger printed and photographed, still in his work uniform. Inside the detention center, there was a bathroom, but no shower and no space to sleep. Despite so many people around him, Diaz said, he felt alone. Diaz's family was desperate to find him. His mother, Maria, had gotten a call from a relative telling her the car wash had been hit by ICE. The family shared their locations on their phones, and Miguel zoomed in on his brother's, the detention center in downtown L.A. Miguel grabbed Diaz's work permit and headed there. But he was turned away with no information. The family couldn't find Diaz on the ICE locator. Maria feared her middle son, a slight 5-foot-5, would be deported to Mexico, where he wouldn't be able to read signs. Life was already hard there; what would it be like for Diaz, she wondered. He doesn't know Mexican Sign Language. 'I'm never going to see him again,' Maria thought. The family called Muro's office that day and spoke with an assistant. The immigration firm was booked out with appointments two months in advance. But when the raids began, Muro instructed her staff to screen those detained to see if they could help or refer them out. That evening, she learned of Diaz's case. She called the family. After learning Miguel had had no luck finding his brother downtown, Muro drove to an ICE office in San Bernardino. An officer in the parking lot gave her the phone number and email address for a supervisor at the B-18 detention center where Diaz was being held. She called. It was around 7:30 p.m. No one answered. So she sent an email. 'Help DEAF MUTE CLIENT DETAINED WITH DACA,' the subject line read. She attached Diaz's current work permit, which had been issued by U.S. Citizenship & Immigration Services. 'Since he had DACA, under any other period of time in my time practicing, this would have been somewhat easy,' Muro said. 'You show up with the DACA approval notices and talk to a supervisor and I'm almost certain he would have been released.' The supervisor responded, saying he would look into it. By June 15, Diaz was on a plane to Texas. It was his first time flying. He spent the trip in handcuffs. When Diaz arrived at a detention center in El Paso, he changed out of his work uniform and into a blue shirt and pants. Officers kept him in a cell by himself. Diaz said he received pen and paper, on which he would ask to go to the bathroom. He had never felt more isolated. At times he cried and wondered if his family was crying too. He spent most of the time sleeping, tossing and turning on the hard bunk bed. Sometimes he joined other detainees watching TV. There were no subtitles. 'Day would come and it was the same thing,' he recalled. 'Morning, afternoon, evening, I was isolated.' Diaz saw people who were scared. Like many, he prayed. 'For God to help me and to save me,' he said. 'I just wanted to be safe.' Although the ICE locator showed Diaz in El Paso, Muro struggled to find him, even when she provided the facility with his 'alien registration number,' assigned to noncitizens. It wasn't until she provided a variation of his name that they were able to track him down. She sent proof of Diaz's DACA protection, but he remained detained. Muro learned that the government in May had filed a motion to revive Diaz's administratively closed case. In recent months, Muro said she's received 40 motions from the government that involved reopening administratively closed cases. At least one involved someone who was already granted lawful permanent residency. Diaz's case, she said, had yet to be put back on the court calendar. Muro tried to find a way to connect with Diaz as he was detained in Texas. The supervisor told her the facility did not have text telephone devices, used by people with hearing or speech disabilities to send and receive text messages. Muro saw her client for the first time on Webex at his bond hearing on July 2. During the hearing in El Paso, Diaz, hunched over, hair disheveled, turned toward the camera to watch an interpreter explain the proceedings. He said it was the first time in weeks someone communicated with him using sign language. Other than acknowledging when the judge asked questions, Diaz kept his hands clasped in his lap. Muro told the judge that Diaz's removal case had been administratively closed in 2013. She said he has DACA protection, that it was just renewed and would not expire until 2027. A Department of Homeland Security lawyer who sat at a table near Diaz said that an addendum in Diaz's arrest record in Texas acknowledged that he had DACA. She added that Diaz's case remained administratively closed, which appeared to puzzle the judge. 'I never have had that before, where I have a bond request on an admin closed case,' the judge said. 'This is the first time.' The government lawyer explained that Diaz had been picked up during 'an at-large operation by ERO and HSI,' both arms of ICE. The judge questioned whether he even had jurisdiction to grant bond. 'You do have jurisdiction. He should not even be detained,' Muro said. 'He was lawfully working at the Temple City Car Wash when ICE raided the car wash. I can discuss the illegal arrest later.' The judge asked if Diaz had any criminal history. The government lawyer said no. 'There's no evidence in the record that would suggest that you are a danger,' the judge told Diaz. Muro told the judge her client was not a flight risk and had maintained his DACA over the years. The judge set bond at the minimum — $1,500. He gave Homeland Security the discretion to monitor Diaz but said the agency was not required to do so. 'Good luck,' the judge told Diaz. 'I hope that everything works out for you.' The following day, Diaz was finally able to talk to Muro and his family. His mother cried. He felt like crying too. His brother told him he would soon be released. Diaz asked if his brother had retrieved his car. Miguel assured him he had. Someone had even scrawled a plea to traffic enforcement officers on the burgundy 2005 Toyota Camry: 'The owner of this car was detained by ICE this morning. A hard working man working everyday at the carwash. I hope he is released or his family picks up his vehicle. Please don't issue a ticket.' On July 8, a Tuesday, an agent signaled Diaz to get up from his bed. He wrote to Diaz that his bond had been paid and he could leave. Twenty-five days had passed since his arrest. It was his mother's birthday. 'Finally, I'm free,' he thought. But before he left, the officers put a black monitor on his left ankle. Diaz didn't know what the monitor was or why it had been attached to his ankle. The officers handed him a sheet of paper with instructions on the device. It was in Spanish. Miguel and a cousin bought flights to El Paso. Diaz waited in a shelter. When they came to pick him up, Miguel was given his brother's belongings, including his wallet. The Real ID was no longer inside. Expenses kept stacking up. They rented a hotel. Because they couldn't fly without Diaz's ID, Miguel scrambled to rent a car. Miguel noticed a change in his brother, who often smiled and laughed, but now seemed reserved. Diaz would ask permission to eat. To use the restroom. To shower. 'I knew he had a fear,' Miguel said. 'I think he felt he had to be a certain type of way.' Diaz's cousin and brother took turns driving the more than 11 hours back to L.A. Diaz anxiously checked the ankle monitor. They passed through New Mexico. Then Arizona. Diaz, who had never before left the state of California, marveled at the $2 gas. But he also realized that people noticed the ankle monitor. His heart raced. 'They didn't call the police or anything, but I know they were looking at me,' he said. He did not start to calm down until they reached California. As night fell, Diaz's father, Miguel Sr., clutched his phone outside the apartment, watching his son's location draw nearer with each minute. 'Vienen en San Pedro,' Miguel Sr. announced. They were on a nearby street. And he still called his son to make sure they were almost home. 'Ya mero llegas verdad?' 'Ya estoy en la esquina,' Miguel Jr. said. They were around the corner. As Diaz shuffled toward the stairs leading to his apartment, his father bounded down. He held a blue poster the neighbors had made. It read: 'Welcome Home Javier.' Another poster delivered the same message, this time in sign language. Diaz's eyes were blank, his arms heavy at his sides. Miguel Sr. embraced his son. Neighbors cried as they hugged the man they had known since he was a boy. They patted his hair, which had grown long in detention. He hiked up his pants leg to display the ankle monitor. His mother was waiting in the hallway of their small apartment. He reached for her, hugged her tight. As he wiped away her tears, his own threatened to spill over. Finally, he was home.
