Looking up, Jenna saw the face of a uniformed female police officer staring in at her.
Before Jenna had a chance to catch her breath, the officer spoke.
“Is everything alright, madam?” she asked with a practised calmness in her tone.
Jenna realised she could not open the door, otherwise it would crash it into the officer. So instead, she gave the key in the ignition a quarter turn and depressed the switch for her window to open.
As the glass pane slid down, the officer leaned in a little closer.
Jenna surmised she was no older than thirty. She had a ruddy complexion and a mass of blond hair scooped up in a bun. But what surprised Jenna was the size of the woman. Everything about her, from what Jenna could tell, was enormous.
The woman could not have been very tall considering her bre
