Page 39 of Protected By West
Weston nodded again. "And since the stop. Has she been cooperative?"
The woman was fuming and kicked at the ground under her feet, groaning out loud. "How do I cooperate with complete retard!"
"Ma'am!" Weston nailed her with a look. "You ordered me to talk to him. You would really serve yourself well to hold your tongue."
"What? You can't tell me to shut up!"
"I never said-" He turned back to the Trooper. "So she's been like that?"
Trooper Bonney nodded. "I've hardly gotten a full sentence out. She keeps telling me what I don't know and right as you were arriving, she wants me to hurry up. I haven't even seen her license, registration, or insurance."
Duval nodded. "I noticed the registration sticker is out of date on the back of the car."
Bonney nodded. "It's over a year out of date. I wouldn't be surprised if there are other issues with her documentation."
Weston nodded in return and turned back to the woman. "Ma'am. Do you have your drivers license, registration, and insurance cards?"
"You don't need them."It wasn't lost on Weston that she stomped her foot like a toddler. "I don't have to give them to you! That's police overreach!
Just give me the damn-"
"Ma'am."
She was nearly bug-eyed at his interruption, her mouth gaping open as well.
"I'm giving you thirty seconds to produce at least one document. Failure to produce identifying information will be seen as failure to identify yourself to an officer of the law and can lead to your arrest."
"Arrest?" The woman looked like she was about to explode. "Arrest! The hell you are!"
Weston looked at the watch on his wrist. "Please, ma'am. Could you provide us with one card to start?"
She looked at all of them in turn and then back to the State Trooper. "You're all too stupid to do your jobs that you're threatening me with arrest? Over a fucking speeding ticket?"
Behind West, Oxy scoffed at her words. "We'retoo stupid?"
"I hate to butt in here, West." Duval's cowboy drawl wasn't the voice he used in uniform, but it did leak out from time to time. Never when he was happy. "I think Trooper Bonney here might have neglected a charge."
The woman latched onto the word 'neglected' like a life line, nodding and pointing at the officer in his khaki uniform and pristine blue tie. "See? See! I told you, you're stupid!"
Bonney seemed unfazed, but Weston saw a little twitch at the corner of the man's mouth. He seemed to have found a little humor in the situation. A good talent to have on the job. The Trooper turned toward Duval. "What did I miss?"
Duval's smile had the habit of scaring people who didn't know him.
His smiles always seemed to look like snarls.
"She opened her door into you, knocking you back. That's battery." Duval lifted a brow making his smile even more menacing.
Bonney smiled back, but he looked more like a farmboy than a menace. "I could go with Texas Penal Code 22.01 B sinceI'm a public servant. That would make it a third degree felony. Between two to ten yeas in prison. A fine of up to... Ten thousand dollars."
"Ten thousand?"
The woman's shriek was likely to break glass soon.
West nodded at the assessment and gestured to the woman.
Trooper Bonney nodded and this time he looked relieved. He turned back to the woman and lifted his arm, reaching for the handcuffs he had on his belt. "Ma'am, you've battered a law enforcement officer while he was doing his duties and have been unable to provide me with your identification, failing to disclose when given a lawful order. You are under arrest."
Her jaw dropped open, looking like it was unhinged like the rest of her personality.
