Victoria turned off the engine, lowered her window, and waited.
A patrol vehicle stopped behind her.
Two officers stepped out.
The first officer was tall and broad-shouldered, with a serious expression that made him look even more intimidating as he approached the driver's side window. The second officer stayed several feet behind him, watching Victoria closely.
The first officer reached the window.
“License and registration.”
Victoria remained calm.
“Of course.”
She handed over her driver's license and vehicle documents.
The officer took them without explanation.
Victoria expected him to glance at the information, perhaps check the license plate, and then tell her why she had been stopped.
Instead, he stood beside the vehicle for what seemed like an unnecessarily long time.
He looked at her documents.
Then he looked at the car.
Then he looked at Victoria.
Nothing appeared to satisfy him.
Finally, Victoria asked the question any driver in her position might have asked.
