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                            When the plane touched down in Michigan, there was a sense of relief to be back. The last vestiges of daylight slipped away to night as the shuttle bus took her to the short term parking lot where her car was parked.              
                  It was about the mid-way point in her trek back to her apartment when she observed that a white van had been following her for some time. It was too dark to make out who was in the vehicle. Thinking that it wouldn’t be a good idea to lead a potential axe murderer to where she lived, she decided to get off the highway at an earlier exit. After taking some turns down different streets the coincidences proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was indeed being followed. Now, with her heart beating hard in her chest, she reached for her cell phone and tried to call Dorian for help. She found herself driving in unfamiliar territory and lost her way. Since her cell phone was also her GPS, she wasn't able to talk to him and get directions at the same time without stopping to figure out how to do it.                                                                                                                 A light on her instrument panel came on indicating critically low fuel. The process of simultaneously Dialing Dorian, checking her rear view mirror and looking for a gas station distracted her enough that she failed to notice the red traffic light as she passed through it.                             This got the attention of the Ypsilanti Police, who were parked at a convenience store on a street corner, patiently waiting like a spider for its prey. The driver of the white van, seeing that she was about to get stopped, wisely made a right turn down another street.
                  The police quickly pulled right behind Yuki’s vehicle, flashing their lights and letting her know she had to pull over. Driving to a nearby gas station, she parked off to the side, frantically unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door while the officer was looking up her license plate. The slippery ground did not prevent her from running towards the officer, waving her hands in desperation.                                                                                     “Get back in your car!” the officer shouted through his loudspeaker.                                                                                                                                Tears welled up in her eyes as she did as she was ordered. At this point Yuki was starving and exhausted; her bladder was the size of a basketball, and she began hyperventilating. A few minutes later another police car showed up to back up the first. A large, burly female officer got out. Both police officers headed up to Yuki’s vehicle, flashlights blazing and their hands on their firearms.                                                                                     “Can it get any worse than this?” she thought..                                           “Do you know why you were stopped?” the police officer asked. Famous words to which there are no correct answers.                                           Yuki just looked scared and shook her head. “I need your driver’s license, registration and proof of insurance,” the male officer ordered.              “Please, can you help me? I was being followed by someone in a van. A white van!”