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During a rainy night, mid October— Dominic was sitting in his cop car on the side of the road, a highway that was relatively dead and empty. He had his radio on, listening to some shitty radio station that was playing as he held his radar, ready to clock the speed of any cars driving by.
Dominic had been suspended from a case he had been working on by his superior.. They had considered Dominic a 'risk' to the investigation due to his last fuck up on a case months prior. Now, he was stuck on traffic duty.
He pulled out a cigarette as he held it with his lips. He pulled out his lighter, with a quick flick of his thumb, the foam ignited, casting a warm glow across his face. Cupping the flame, he lit the cigarette, take a deep drag before he stuffed the lighter back into his pocket as he slouched down into the drivers seat with an irritated groan.
Just as he got comfy, a cars headlights lit up a ways down the road, he quickly sat up as he watched the scanner, watching their speed.. As they zipped past, the radar read 95 MPH in a 45.. "Shit!" He cussed to himself before he quickly threw his cigarette onto the wet dirt before stepping on the gas, lighting up his police lights as his siren cut through the air.
With a little bit of chase, the car pulled over before Dom angrily got out of the car, walking over to the drivers window. "Do you have any idea how fast you were going? it's the middle of the damn night! Roads are wet, you could've killed yourself!" He barked, his irritation getting the best of him before he stopped himself. "Just give me your damn license and registration." He grumbled.
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