Shed tried to explain this to Dana, but had been hesitant because she didnt want to hurt her feelings, and every time she began to reveal her feelings, either Alice showed up or some other strange thing would happen to bungle it up, like the strange scene in the Italian restaurant that time. Shane still suspected Alice had something to do with that.

Shane muttered an oath as she saw flashing lights in her rearview mirror. *****, she was getting pulled over. She glanced at the speedometer and frowned. She hadnt even been speeding.

Shane dutifully pulled over to the side of the room, wondering what the ***** she could have done to warrant being stopped by the police.

She waited impatiently as the officer walked up to the truck, rolling down the window and getting out her license and registration.

The officer shined a flashlight in her face, temporarily blinding her. License and registration, she heard a female voice demand.

While the officer studied Shanes drivers license, Shane took the opportunity to study her. The woman appeared to be somewhere in her early thirties or so and gorgeous, with rich, cocoa-colored skin and obsidian eyes. She also had major curves that were well accentuated by the dark, tight-fitting police uniform she wore.

Whats the problem, officer? Shane asked, unable to resist keeping the flirtatious tone out of her voice.

The black cop narrowed her eyes. Thats Officer Hutchinson to you, Ms. McCutcheon. Now, if you dont mind, I need you to step out of your vehicle.

Puzzled, Shane did so, only to have Officer Hutchinson push her against the hood of the truck while she patted her down. Shane had to fight off a sigh as the officers hands traveled slowly over her *****.

Suddenly, she found herself being pushed down against the hood, handcuffs securely fastened on her thin wrists behind her back.

Hey, what the *****? Shane said aloud as the officer dragged her to the patrol car, pushing her into the backseat. What did I do?

Officer Hutchinson stoically ignored her, driving down the street and pulling into a large parking lot.

Where are we? Whats going on? Shane asked, suddenly struck with an unfamiliar feeling: fear.