It's a cop!

"It's a cop!" you warn the girls, pulling them back into the bushes. "He didn't see us."

"Why would he be waiting at your car?" Loretta asks, peeking back to make sure the police officer is still there.

"I recognize him," Connie pipes up. "I think that's Deputy Harris."

"How do you know him?" you ask, leading them back to the rest area building.

"My Daddy is the county sheriff. John is one of his deputies," Connie replies, noticing the surprise on your face when she revealed who her father is. "John... I mean Deputy Harris always stop by the diner whenever I'm working."

"Do you think he's looking for you two?"

"I don't think so. My parents are out of town for a wedding and my sister is working at the bar," Connie says with a look of concern on her beautiful face.

"Daddy thinks I'm at Connie's today," Loretta says.

"Well, we can't leave until he does," you say, trying to think of a way to get rid of the cop. "Maybe you girls go hide and I'll talk to the deputy."

"What if I distract him so you two can get to the car and circle back to pick me up?" Loretta suggests.