“Am I in any trouble, Officer?”
I stared out the window and told myself I could ask them to turn around at any time. I almost did it twice.
Then the car slowed, and I looked up, and what I saw made me forget what I’d been about to say.
We were at a gated property on the eastern edge of town. The kind of gates that don’t look like they need to keep anything out because nothing uninvited would get close enough to try. The grounds behind them were immaculate, large, and quiet.
The gates opened before we stopped moving.
