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brother’s jaw twitching anxiously. Was he pissed about getting stopped or worried about something else? Jett had been on the wrong side of the law a few times in the past.
    “You were going fifty in a forty-five mile per hour zone,” the officer said.
    It didn’t seem like enough to stop a person. She had gone that speed many, many times down this road and never gotten pulled over. Did the officer have some end of the month quota to meet?
    “I must not have been paying close attention to my speed, sir.” Jett seemed calm, maybe this was just a small streak of bad luck.
    The dog sat down and put his head against the door.
    “Do you have any drugs in the car?” the officer asked.
    Oh Jesus. Sierra held her breath hoping like hell this was a standard question given to all speeding vehicles but she knew it wasn’t. Jett was into something.
    “Drugs? No,” Jett answered, seeming to be surprised by the question, but then again any smart person would act like they didn’t know what was going on.
    Sierra wondered if there was any possible way he was telling the truth. The officer looked doubtful and she had her own doubts. Jett got caught smoking weed in high school once, but he’d never been in any more serious trouble than that for drugs. Most of his trouble involved alcohol. Not that it was a long stretch to go from one to the other.
    “Good. Then you won’t mind if we search your car,” the officer said with a sneer.
    “Just say no. They don’t have the right to do that, Jett,” Sierra jumped in. She didn’t know what was going on, didn’t know if Jett had drugs in the car, but she did know her rights. The police couldn’t just search a person’s car without their permission and she felt the sudden urge to protect her brother.
    “That’s not an option right now, ma’am. The dog has signaled that he found the scent of drugs coming from the car. You can either comply, or we can take you down to the station and impound your car.”
    “Fine. Search my damn car,” Jett said and climbed out.
    Sierra stared at her brother, hoping he wouldn’t be going to jail after this.
    “We’ll need you to step out of the car as well, ma’am.” The second officer, plainclothed except for a bulletproof vest, came around to her side of the car. He walked her to the grass alongside the road where Jett and the other officer stood. The first officer, all two hundred pounds of muscle in a standard blue uniform, stood guard over Sierra and Jett.
    Both these guys obviously didn’t make regular stops at the doughnut shop. If she was ever in trouble, she’d want them on her side. Hopefully Jett didn’t end up on the wrong end of that.
    Sierra didn’t say anything to her brother, she couldn’t find out the truth without the cop overhearing. The only thing she could do was watch and wait while the officer dug through the car and emptied out all Jett’s things and all her bags.
    He took the dog around to sniff the stuff, the interior of the car and then came back. “We didn’t find anything.”
    “I could have told you that.” But Jett looked more relieved than angry.
    “I’m sorry to have taken your time up with this, ma’am, sir.” The plainclothed cop nodded to her and walked back to his car.
    The other cop walked with Sierra to her suitcase and stared down at the contents emptied onto the pavement. “Can I help you put this stuff back?” he offered.
    “No thank you. I can take care of it.” She didn’t need him going through her dirty underwear and clothes too. One strange man doing that was more than enough for her today. Sierra quickly threw her things back into the bags, taking her frustration out on the clothing as Jett and the officer watched. Neither of them dared to come near her.
    “Can we go now?” Sierra only had one night off and didn’t need to waste all her time on the side of this road. At least he stopped them far enough from her apartment that all her neighbors didn’t have the pleasure