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electricity.
    Go out. Go out and explore your new world. He dressed
in jeans and a black t-shirt and headed out the door.
     
     
    He took the parkway to downtown, looking for a place to have
a drink. The sun was easing slowly down below the horizon. Jeffrey had all the
windows down and was blasting the radio as high as it would go. He didn’t
recognize the music. Something by Korn or Tool or some other band. All that
mattered was it was loud and rocking and mirrored his energy buzz. He took exit
32 onto Glass Road and merged into traffic.
    A few blocks passed and then blue lights flashed in the
rearview mirror. Jeffrey glanced up and watched as the police car sidled in
behind the Altima and pulled up on the rear bumper. Took them long enough, he
thought. He figured Griffin called them. Ulee and Pierce weren’t the policeman
kind of person. Maybe it was Donovan. Does it fucking matter?
    He pulled into the parking lot of a small dry cleaners and
waited for the officer to approach. The police car parked behind the Altima and
the office sauntered up to the driver’s side. Jeffrey turned the radio down
halfway.
    “How are you today, sir?” Jeffrey looked at his reflection,
the new different Jeffrey reflection, in the officer’s dark sunglasses.
    “Do you know why I stopped you, young man?”
    Because I beat the shit out of three people today. And I
threatened to beat the shit out of my boss too.
    Jeffrey glanced at the passing traffic. ”No clue, officer.”
    “Were you aware that your driver’s side mirror was missing?”
The policeman pointed at the dangling wires and snapped plastic that recently
held the mirror. It was less than ten inches from Jeffrey’s face.
    “Nope. I was not aware of that.” He looked up at the
officer, gauging him.
    “State law requires that all motor vehicles must have a
working driver’s side mirror. Where is yours?”
    Jeffrey yawned.
    “Can I see your driver’s license and registration please,
young man?” Jeffrey brought out both and passed them to the officer. He watched
in the rearview as the law strutted back to his cruiser. He turned the radio
back up. Metallica. Old school Metallica. Nice.
    The officer returned and handed the documents back over.
“You need to get the mirror fixed ASAP.”
    “Can I ask you a question, sir?” Jeffrey turned the radio back
down. The officer peered through his dark sunglasses and nodded.
    “Did you see that guy two blocks back? The gangbanger
looking dude standing in the median?”
    The officer nodded. “I passed him when I was coming to pull
you over.”
    “Yeah, ok. Do you know why that guy stands there? He stands
there every day by the way.”
    The officer did not respond. He seemed unsure of where the
conversation was going.
    Jeffrey continued. “Well, the reason he stands there is
because he sells ecstasy. He’s the biggest ex dealer in the city.”
    The officer remained unmoving.
    “Now I don’t do drugs. But I know that he does sell them.
Everyone I work with knows he sells them. And a lot of the people I associate
with outside of work knows he sells them. I’m pretty sure almost the whole city
knows that the thuggy looking dude on the median back there sells ex.”
    The officer began to shuffle a bit uncomfortably.
    Jeffrey started to fix his hair in the working rearview
mirror. “What I can’t figure out is, if the whole population knows about the
ecstasy dealer on the median back there, how in the world does the police
department not know this?” He looked up at the officer, a very puzzled
expression on his face.
    The officer continued to stare down at Jeffrey. “It’s not
that simple. We are….aware of the suspect’s activities.”
    “Oh you are. That’s awesome. So are you going to arrest him
right now? Cool, I’d like to just park and watch.”
    “Well, not right now.”
    “Not right now?” Jeffrey kept the puzzled expression on his
face.
    The officer was trying to choose his words carefully. “Well,
see, the