"Sorry Miss, but Prostitution is Illegal... you know that right? I'm gonna have to take you in." He says producing a pair of handcuffs, he was a cop, god damnit.
"Wait wait wait... you whisper... I'm a cop, Name's Ray I'm undercover on a stakeout."
"Is that so? Can you produce any ID?"
"Of course I don't have it on me... but my partner is in the car around the corner, you can see it from here."
He looks over... but you both notice at the same time, there's no car there, the only car around belongs to the man in front of you.
"I don't see anyone... If you can't prove you are who you say you are, I'm gonna have to bring you in...
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