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through and casting shades of orange across the table
and part of the bed. Lisa and Brad had been looking forward to this vacation for the past six months; now it was
shot to hell thanks to that Mr. Smith asshole.
    Thinking about the situation again made Lisa want to
smash something, preferably Mr. Smith's smug, self-righteous face. The nerve of that man!
    She had seethed the whole time she was at the sheriff's substation. First she had to watch Brad be led back
to the jail. Then she had to watch that prick of a cop
come out with some paperwork and talk to that Mr.
Smith numbfuck who had been standing on the opposite side of the lobby, pausing every now and then to
grin at her. It was hard to ignore the man; she had to
fight the urge to walk across the lobby and rip his smug
face off his skull. Just you wait, she had thought as she
watched the officer hand the paperwork to Mr. Smith
and instructed him on how to fill it out. When this is
over, I'm not even going to wait for Brad to come to trial.
I'm going to slap you with the biggest lawsuit you've ever
seen. You won't know what hit you. You'll wish you had
driven that fucking van of yours off a cliff
    When the officer was finished with Mr. Smith, he had
come to her. He wasn't wearing those stupid cop sun glasses anymore. His eyes were like cold flint. They were
cop's eyes-cold, unemotional, uncaring. "I need to explain to you your legal rights and the ramifications of a
citizen's arrest," he began. "The first thing I suggest is find
yourself a motel room in the area. Your husband is going
to be in a cell until Monday, when we can drive him to
the Ventura County courthouse and have him arraigned.
The bail will probably be low, but you can never tell what
mood the judge will be in. I suggest getting a lawyer this
weekend."

    "I've already got one," Lisa huffed, arms crossed in
front of her chest, looking boldly at the officer.
    "You mentioned back at the scene that you and your
husband are lawyers; what,kind?"
    "Family law"
    "Then I'll explain to you what you may not have
learned in law school. The reason I can't allow you to
make a citizen's arrest on Mr. Smith is because one,
your claim, if it's true, is a misdemeanor offense. Mr.
Smith claims to have witnessed felonies. The minimum
statute which a private citizen can file a complaint for a
citizen's arrest is a felony punishable by up to one year
in prison. That's just the minimum."
    "And driving within the legal limits of the law is a
felony," Lisa said with a hint of sarcasm. "I see. 7bank you
for clarifying that for me".
    The officer ignored the remark and continued. "When
I talked to Mr. Smith back at the scene, I explained all the
legal ramifications to him. I don't know what happened
back there because I didn't see it. Mr. Smith claims to
have witnessed your husband driving in a reckless manner in a way that would have put other motorists in grave
danger. His descriptions to the 911 operator amounted to
that of at least two felonies, and that's when I was dispatched. Otherwise I wouldn't have made the arrest. I did explain to Mr. Smith the consequences he could face
should the case be thrown out, or if your husband is
found not guilty; that he could face a civil lawsuit. He
was firm that he understood and that he wanted to pursue the complaint, so by law I was obligated to place
your husband in custody."

    "Should this go to trial, is he called as a witness?" Lisa
asked, motioning across the room toward Mr. Smith.
    "Depends on what the DA says. The paperwork Mr.
Smith is filling out will require him to explain precisely
what he saw, including information on where he lives
and other contact information. In most cases, that is all
anyone needs to do in making a citizen's arrest. In some
cases, nothing further is needed of the witness. That isn't
always the case!
    "So all this crap that asshole says we did ... speeding,
and swerving dangerously in traffic and braking