I’m in Adaire, Iowa. Been standing on the corner to the on-ramp west for hours and the sun is beating on my already sunburned skin. Just as I’m about to walk to the over pass to get some shade a police officer pulls up and gets out of the car. “Am I breaking any laws officer?”, I ask as he’s walking towards me. “No.”, he says. “Do you mind if I pat you down for weapons quick?”, “No”.
After a quick pat down the officer asks if I want a ride. I say yeah, throw my bag in the back of the cop car and hop in the back seat. On the way to next town over I can’t help but feel like he’s just tricked into an easy arrest. My anxiety quickly goes away as I hear him radio over to the next town and ask if there’s anyone available to bring me even further.