My parents reported my fully paid-off car stolen because I refused to give my sister fifteen thousand dollars.
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They told the police I was aggressive, dangerous, and likely to escape.
What they did not expect was that the officer who stepped into my headlights would be my fiancé.
I was driving home along Interstate 25 when two police vehicels surrounded my white Honda Civic. One stopped in front of me while another blocked me from behind. Red and blue lights flashed through the windows.
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A voice ordered me to switch off the engine, throw my keys onto the road, and keep my hands visible.
I obeyed.
The keys struck the pavement as cold air poured through my open window.
I was twenty-nine, worked as a senior data analyst, and had never been arrested or even received a speeding ticket. Yet someone had convinced those officers that I was dangerous.
Then one of them stepped forward.