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safe.”
               
Her eyes widened and she finally looked up at me. “I don’t even know you! You could take advantage of me or even –”
               
“Or you could stay here…with the coyotes.” I interjected. “I hear they’re real
bad out here in the summer.” I shoved my hands in the pockets of my swimming
trunks and looked out at the night sky, hoping she was falling for it. “This is
a low car you’ve got, there’s also snakes to worry about – they’re ruthless as
well. And the boat won’t be back until a few hours from now. You’d be out here
all alone…” I peaked down to see her expression shifting into worry.
               
“I don’t believe you,” She said in a light voice, still not looking up at me.
               
“Well you don’t have to believe me,” I quickly reached in and scooped her up
and began heading toward my car around the bend in the road. “But it’s true my
dear, and whether you like it or not you’re going to be safe tonight.”
               
“You put me down this instant! Help! Put me down you idiot! I don’t want to go
with you!” She yelled, making the situation seem worse than what it was.
               
Once we arrived at my Jaguar, I set her down right before she vomited in the
grass. I opened the door and she stumbled into the back seat face first and
taking up all the space. She was groaning and her feet were hanging out of the
door so I couldn’t shut it. By the time I settled down in the grass, leaning
against the car, she was already snoring. What a night.
     
    “You put
your hands up! Don’t move!” A voice shouted along with whistles and the barking
of dogs. I couldn’t be sure where the voice was coming from and I wasn’t sure
whom they’d been talking to. I looked around; I was lying in the grass next to
my car, the girls’ legs and feet still hanging out of the car. I was dressed
only in my swimming trunks and the morning sun had reddened my skin. I blinked,
sat up and looked around.
               
“I said don’t move!” A policeman had his gun pointed at me with a quite large
German shepherd at his side.
               
I was immediately outraged. Did they not know who I was? Who was this
rookie anyways? And what the hell was I in trouble for? “What seems to
be the problem, officer?” I asked, as calm as possible, slowly rising to my
feet.
               
“You stay right there! Put your hands up!” He commanded, gun still pointed at
me. “I’ve found someone!” He yelled to the rest of his squad. “Over here Mr.
Hutchinson, she’s in there!”
               
One of his men, obviously another rookie, rushed over and immediately placed
cuffs around both of my wrists and right then and there I was ready to choke
him out. But I knew even my father couldn’t get me out of jail if I did. I
forced my smoldering anger into silence, still confused as to why I was being
arrested.
               
“Eva-Marie, are you alright!” A black man pushed through the rest of the police
and immediately located his daughter in my back seat. “Eva, it’s daddy, you’re
alright. Just wake up.” He rubbed her back and sat her up, cautiously sliding
her out of the backseat and leaning her against the car, still holding her in
an embrace and covering her with a light blanket.
               
Eva-Marie’s eyes darted around from face to face, and then to her surroundings.
A worried expression came over her and didn’t even falter as she realized it
was her father who stood in front of her. “What happened?”
               
He spun around in an instant, seething as he started toward me. “What in God’s
name did you do to her?” He demanded.
               
I looked at my swimming trunks and the matching button up draped around
Eva-Marie’s shoulders and realized how they’d found her sprawled in the seat