It was around 11 pm, and you were returning from a rocking party at a friend's dorm. Blasting music with the wind blowing through your hair from windows down, you didn't even realize you were going almost two times the speed limit. Just four more blocks, you tell yourself as you press your foot to the acceleration pedal.

Just as you ran the red light and turned the corner, red and blue flashing lights popped on and you knew exactly what that meant. Pull. Over. Now

As you pull over a familiar face comes to your window, a tall athletic officer with specks of gray in his deep brown hair that you've gotten in trouble with before—senior officer John Valance.