Nine Lives by Gary Winston Brown

Author:Gary Winston Brown [Brown, Gary Winston]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Gary Winston Brown
Published: 2019-07-14T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 24

MARISSA HEARD THE SIREN, saw the flashing lights of the police car in her rear-view mirror, and pulled the car over to the side of the road. In the center console her cellphone rang for the third time. The display read JORDAN. Answering the call would have to wait. Dealing with the police was the immediate priority. She would call her back in a few minutes.

“What’s wrong, Marissa?” Emma asked.

“I have no idea, sweetie,” Marissa replied.

The police car slowed to a stop. The officer remained in his car, watching her.

“I’ll bet you were speeding,” Aiden said.

“No, Aiden. I wasn’t speeding,” Marissa replied.

“Busted!” the boy teased.

“That’s enough,” Marissa said. “You two both have your seatbelts on back there?”

“Yes,” the children replied in unison.

“Good. Keep them on. I don’t want the officer to think you weren’t wearing them.”

The black SUV that had followed them from the school was nowhere in sight. Strange, Marissa thought. Over the years she had become so accustomed to the security detail following her everywhere she went with the children that she now found it unusual not to be tailed by the two-man team.

In her side mirror, Marissa watched the policeman exit his vehicle. He was dressed in plainclothes. An undercover officer, perhaps? A detective? He approached the car slowly, stopped at the back of the vehicle to inspect the taillight, then walked to her door and motioned for her to lower her window.

Marissa complied. “Good afternoon, officer,” she said.

The officer smiled. “Afternoon ma’am.”

Once more Marissa glanced in her side mirror. Still no sign of the security detail. She was beginning to worry. The officer’s mannerism and tone weren’t sitting right with her. Something about the situation felt off.

“License and registration, please,” the officer asked.

“Certainly,” Marissa said. She opened her purse, removed the two pieces of identification and handed them to the officer. “Why am I being stopped?” she asked. “To my knowledge I wasn’t speeding.”

“No ma’am,” the officer replied. “That’s not the issue at all.” He offered no further explanation.

The cryptic conversation was starting to annoy her. “I’m going to need a reason,” Marissa said.

“You have a light out.”

“Excuse me?”

The officer was spending an unusually long period of time examining her identification. “One of your back lights is out.”

She had taken the car in for its regularly scheduled maintenance two days ago. It was certainly possible the light bulb could have blown out in that short span of time, but the odds against that were high. “Which light is it?” Marissa asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Is it my left, center or right brake light? Turn signal indicator? I’d like to know which one is out.”

The officer hesitated. “Brake light, right side,” he replied.

Marissa shifted in her seat, slid her foot over the brake pedal, then glanced at the children in the rear-view mirror. “You guys okay back there?” she asked.

“Fine,” Emma answered. She was glued to her phone, as usual. She looked up. “Can we go soon?”

“In a minute, honey.”

“We’re all going to jail,” Aiden stated emphatically.

“No one’s going to jail, Aiden,” Marissa answered.

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