CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
Fortunately, Officer Friendly just happened to be in the neighborhood and noticed me slumped in the front seat. He seemed more concerned than upset with me. In fact, he took pains to make sure I was fit to drive by asking me questions like those doctors use to check for concussions. It was almost a sobriety test.
He took the precaution of asking for my license and running a check on it. The fact that he gave it right back assured me that I had no outstanding warrants. Yet. Finally, he said I was free to go, and I wasted no time leaving.
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