Well that was rude. “Was I going a little fast, Officer?” Seb asked with a flutter of his eyelashes, trying to appear as non-threatening as possible. Of course it was his speeding, he’d been going so fast after all and he hardly looked the sort to have drugs on himself or be drunk.
“Don’t be cheeky with me boy, you knew that you were speeding. Did you really think you wouldn’t get caught?” Axel asked gruffly as he opened the drivers side door. “Out, now.” He told him as he pulled his baton off of his belt and pointed it at Seb. “Hands on the roof of the car and spread your legs.”