Yes

You stay where you are, deciding it would be best not to anger her any more right now. You can hear her pop the trunk and shortly after she returns to the car, shutting the door.

"Good. At least you know how to sit tight. To be honest, the rear doors are on auto-lock - there's no way you could have gone anywhere anyway."

She raises her arm, slamming a white bag of some unknown substance against the wire mesh. "Take a close look. This right here is 4 pounds of cocaine... and there's more where that came from."

She continues, "Instead of waiting for your mommy to make things right, you're going to do it. I'm on the late shift and you're going to spend the rest of the night making me feel better. If by the end of the night I don't... well, then I'll be taking you in to lock you up for possession with intent to sell." she leans closer to you adding, "And if you think anyone is going to believe you weren't out late at night running your little **** cartel, guess again. You don't spent as long as I have on the job without having a few connections. Besides, the people I borrowed this from would be happy to have a fall-guy."

You can't believe what you're hearing. You decide to try begging, "Please Kimberley I..." - but of course she won't be hearing it, not in her state of mind.

"I can take you in to be arrested right now if you like? Nod if that's what you want?"