“Hello?” It only takes one ring.
“Can you get a DNA sample from pee?” I demand, as I hold back a second round of barf.
“Pee?”
“Yeah! You know, like piss?”
I lean my head toward the open window, desperately scrambling for fresh air. The urine I"m sitting in has soaked my pants from belt loop to knees. The cushion sloshes as I wiggle in disgust.
“The bastard peed in my car!”
“Oh my God.” His voice lowers in revulsion. “Where are you now?” He asks.
“Just leaving work. I"m about ten minutes from home, and I"m sitting in it!”
“If you want to pull over I can have someone pick it up. You could ride back home with your tailing officer.”
This is an offer I can"t refuse. Again, I am grateful for the help. “Deal.” I gag, and then exit on the first off ramp I come to.
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