mir Locke's room in Dallas was full of things that felt out of place in a young man's space, his aunt Linda Tyler thought as she helped Amir's mother pack the remnants of his life.
It had been full of mementos — family photos from the mall, elephant figures that a beloved grandmother collected before she died, a miniature basketball set from his godfather, an L-shaped desk Tyler had given Amir at least a decade prior. All this was proof to her of Amir's "old soul."
"To help my sister put away her child's things for the final time … to go with her right before the week of the funeral to get his suit and she said to me, 'Is this the last time I'm going to shop for my son?' Overwhelming," Tyler recalled.
Locke lived in Texas with family but grew up in the Twin Cities and visited often. He was 22 and transient, a high school grad who shrugged off college to chase a career in music, a food delivery driver suspended between cities, searching for purpose.
The morning of Feb. 2, a police SWAT officer quietly turned a key to the downtown Minneapolis apartment where Locke lay beneath a blanket on the couch. He had been sleeping over with his cousin, 23-year-old Marlon Speed.
There was no knock at the door and no wait for a response. Nine seconds flash between the moment police burst in and when they shoot Locke. They note he had a pistol in his hand.
Two months later, prosecutors said they declined to charge Mark Hanneman, the officer who pulled the trigger, because they didn't feel they could get a conviction under state law.
Amir Locke's death rekindled years of tension in a city where rioters once torched a police station and caused an estimated $500 million in damage after Minneapolis police officers killed George Floyd.