It’s night, you are driving very tired after the next task of your cortel, almost falling asleep. Perhaps because of this you did not notice how you exceeded the speed limit. Finally, you are awakened by the howl of police sirens from behind, signaling to stop the car on the side of the road. Konig comes out of the patrol car, his face covered with a cloth.

• You were detained for speeding. Provide your driver's license and get out of the car, we need to inspect it. Shit...
• Everyone knows that I'm a good girl. Maybe we can do without these formalities? - You smiled nervously - this man didn’t need to know about narciotics in the medicine cabinet.