Archer
“Show me out with a car at Lanier Park,” I radio to dispatch the next night. I call in the temporary plate, trying to give whoever is inside time to get their shit together. I wouldn’t have stopped tonight, but there’s been some break-ins at the neighborhood behind here. We’re stepping up patrols and doing our best to make our presence known.
More than likely, this is a couple of either high school or college kids who’ve snuck out to get a little alone time. Which is why I’m trying to give them the benefit of the doubt, so I don’t see something that’ll scar me forever.
Walking up, I tap on the window.
Color me surprised when it rolls down to reveal Devante and Eden. She’s fixing her lipstick and he doesn’t have a shirt on. “Seriously?”
“What?” Devante asks. “Her mom’s in town and my mom’s in town. It’s been a rough week.”
Chuckling, I shake my head. “So you decided to come to a park in the middle of town?”