Miranda gets the message, and begins sucking on his finger. “It should just be a ticket, I’ll gladly pay the fine, I just wanna get home…”
The two officers exchange a look; they’ve got her. Xxnx “It’s a white Lexus RX-330. Please just don’t arrest me.”
“Alright, honey…alright,” Blake says with a smile, then opens the rear passenger door of the Lexus. Miranda is barely able to roll over to her side. Miranda nervously looks at the two officers seated on either side of her. She winces slightly in pain as he pulls her arms up and pushes her legs in between the cuffs, now bringing her shackled wrists around to her front. “Oh, well. McClint begins reading Miranda her rights, but Blake gives him a stealthy wink and very visibly waves him off so that Miranda can see the gesture.
