The officer’s boots creaked as his hand firmly gripped Jenny’s hand, pushing her toward the rear of the car. She stumbled, the smell of fresh asphalt flooding her senses as she caught herself. Her phone, carefully positioned, recorded everything. Her heart pounding in her chest as she nervously took a step forward.
Jenny’s hands trembled as she slowly reached for her car keys to open the trunk. What would happen if she opened the trunk? What would happen to her? What was the officer’s intention? She realized this could go wrong at any moment now.