"OUT OF THE CAR AND ASSUME THE POSITION" roared Joe as he slowly approached. His voice echoing in the deserted alleyway.

The punk calmly opened the door and climbed out. "Hey Officer, no need for that, I'm sure we can sort this out all peaceful like". The smirk on the rich kid's face would drive a lesser man crazy, but Joe's anger was a simmering, cold rage now.

"In fact" continued the kid, oblivious to Joe's glare, "Why don't I just take off these nice big fancy boots of mine. Brand new, real expensive, I mean REAL expensive, more than any cop could afford. I could just leave them right here and drive off. Finders keepers, know what I mean?"

Joe could hardly believe it. A blatant bribe! Let the kid go and he would get his goddam boots! Arresting this young punk would be a serious pleasure.