Jessica Brownings, a rookie cop

You are amazed at the power the notebook has as you think about what to write next. You write down the name of your police station on the top of the page, figuring you could get your way a little more often.

You just started working there, and about half of the cops there ogle you when you do just about anything. If you had it your way, you wouldn't be getting coffee, but your "mentor", Luke, insisted. He is supposed to be teaching you about the police cruisers and how to report certain activities, but he has just been trying to look down your shirt.

"Hey, Jesse, what do you have there?" You hear Luke say, as he snatches The Rulebook from you. You see his eyes widen as he reads the first few lines, and then he snorts. "Do you actually believe in this crap? Come on, let's get back to the station."

"Okay, but give me the book back first." You say, your hand reaching out for the book.