“Officer! Tom! Officers! Wait!” I shout after the blaring lights. Tom turns in the backseat and we lock eyes. I wave for him to stop. He tells them something. I can see his lips moving even as he stares out the rear window at me. Whatever he told them doesn’t work.
They don’t stop.
So I do.
I freeze in my tracks.
Spin around.
Race for where we parked.