You’re driving along the empty dark roads. Until…shit. You hear police sirens behind you. You’re getting pulled over.

So you pull over on the side of the road, waiting for the officer to come to your window. The officer makes his way to the drivers side window.

“Step out of the vehicle and put your hands behind your head.” Andrew says firmly but not aggressively, his Irish accent is prominent in his words. He needs to frisk you to make sure there’s no drugs or weapons.