He looks uncomfortably into the rear-view mirror, at the car behind him, it’s red and blue lights flash violently and he swallows a mouthful of air, it moves down his throat like a rock and he shuffles in his seat as the officer gets out of the vehicle and slowly makes his way towards him.
“Is this your car sir?” the officer asks.
“Yes, yes, did I do anything wrong, I didn’t think I did anything wrong, I was…” he says quickly until the officer interrupts him.
“Please sir, I’ll ask all the questions around here, you just need to answer the questions, not write a book, now, can I see your licence?”…
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