He buys your story

The trooper slightly shakes his head and laughs taking his hand away from his gun.

“I feel for you, my wife gives me a lot of grief for that too. Listen where do you live?” He asks.

Think fast you tell yourself and quickly bark out the dead guards address.

“Man, you do have a ways to go to get home. Listen if you don’t mind sitting in the back would you like a ride home.” He says.

“Wow Officer, thanks for the offer.” You say, mentally kicking yourself.