The date's back on

As soon as he returned to his office Hendrickson received a buzz on his walkie-talkie.

"The suspected **** mule has been found. Turns out it was a real mother lode, pills upon pills and powder upon powder, all thanks to Officer Johnson. Officers at ease, turns out this invesigation seems closed at the moment. Over."

"Copy that, over."

Turns out that lady he had pulled over was innocent after all.

He returned to the cell and found a fully clothed Melissa sitting on the metal bench.

"Major apologies for any inconvenience, ma'am. Turns out it was another redheaded lady who was smuggling all those ****. I'll need to write you up a ticket for speeding, however. They're usually $100, but given all you've been through I'll bring it down to $50. However, your vehicle has been impounded and it'll take $150 to get it out, and there's nothing I can do about that. In any event you're free to go."

"Thank you, officer," said Melissa.

"You'll have to go to the front desk by the front room to pay the fees and get your car back." With that, Hendrickson handed Melissa back her purse and she went to the front office. It turned out there was a line, so she sat down on a wooden bench waiting for her turn. She found her phone in her purse and knew to call someone special immediately.

"Hey Brad, it's me, Melissa. I'm free to go at the police station, I just need to pay for a ticket I got. I don't think I can afford the fee to get my car out of the pound so I'll need you to pick me up."

"That's wonderful news! I can cover the impoundment fee as well and get your car towed back to your place."

"Thanks, Brad! See you there!" Melissa hung up, feeling rather good about tonight.