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The officer flashed his light. “Do you know who I am?”

Sean blinked. “No?”

“Good.” The officer scribbled in a little notebook. “Do you know why I pulled you over?”

“I have no idea.”

“Excellent.” The officer wrote more and then tore off the top sheet of paper. “This is your citation,” he said, folding it up and tucking it into his pocket. “You can’t tell anyone I stopped you.”

“Can I see it?”

“No.”

“Well, how much do I owe?”

“I can’t tell you.”

“Why not?”

The officer stared over the top of his mirrored lenses. “It’s a secret.”