License and Registration

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic
David Brown is cruising down the highway when a police cruiser pulls him over. Hopefully they don't search through his car...

Submitted: January 21, 2014

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Submitted: January 21, 2014



Suddenly, he heard a siren. He looked in the rear-view mirror and saw the red blue red blue of a police cruiser pulling him over. His only thought: I hope they don’t look in the trunk. He gripped the steering wheel of his crimson 1995 Camry, taking deep breaths in and out.

Sheriff Riggs told her partner to stay in the cruiser. She approached his vehicle wearing a stone face—her eyes blocked by the sun’s ivory glare reflecting off her shades.

“License and registration,” she said.

He gave her what she asked for. Within a few moments, she went to and came back from her sedan.

“David Brown, your license expired eight years ago,” Riggs explained. “says ‘December 9th, 2005’. Care to explain this?”

He searched for an answer, stammering as he tried to conjure up an excuse. Riggs grew impatient and eventually told him to step out the car, put his hands on top of the hood of his vehicle and stay put. He followed every demand in its respective order. Before questioning him, she decided to go inside David’s car and pop the trunk.

“H-h-hey,” David said, keeping his hands on the car. “you can’t go through my things. I have rights! Y-you can’t do this!”

“It’s procedure.”

“No it’s not!”

Pretending as if she didn’t hear, she continued to the rear of his car. As she neared, the faint emission of gentle music began to grow louder and louder ever so subtly—notes seemingly played by a toy instrument. Riggs opened the trunk and to her surprise, unearthed a mahogany music box resting upon a chaotic clutter of papers. A gold ring rotated on a gaunt, miniature pole in the center of the small phonograph. Riggs signaled for her partner to get out the car and come to her.

“Isn’t this something Carl,” she said.

He said nothing. They searched through the trunk. They found different documents: a local map with a unique route traced with a red marker, a love letter, a pamphlet on parenting, etcetera. What caught Riggs’ eye specifically was an issue of the district’s newspaper. The front page had a design that was outdated years ago. Out of curiosity, she started to read it.


The Olympian December 9th, 2005

Two fatalities in tragic auto accident

SIDNER—Two people are dead as a result of a head-on collision on Route 47 last evening.

Both 45-year-old Henry Fuller and 26-year-old David Brown were killed on impact. David Brown’s girlfriend, Maria, sustained critical injuries.

The cause of the crash is unknown, however police are still…


Riggs’ eyes trailed off to the photo of David posing next to a woman reasonably shorter than him. A picture of a mangled red automobile was juxtaposed to the couple’s. Riggs’ thoughts numbed.

This is fucking impossible, she thought.

Riggs peeked beyond the trunk, discovering a lone Camry resting in front of their cruiser.

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