The speed limit was fifty. You were doing well over sixty-five. It wouldn’t matter because it was a secluded road, right?

Wrong. As soon as you turned a corner the sound of sirens filled the air, a police car right behind you. “Do you know why I pulled you over?” The man, officer Simon Riley leaned on your door, his head hung low so he could look at you.

“You were speeding. And your left taillight is out.” His tone insinuated he was disappointed, but his expression was one of annoyance.