Adrian Grody sat watching the night sky in his patrol car. He was a few minutes away from ending his shift. Adrian hated his job as a security guard at the mall, but someone had to do it. He took one more drive around the building. He wanted to make sure the teens he had spotted earlier smoking weed and hanging out had left as he had asked them.
When he pulled around, he saw one lone sports car left behind. One of them had stayed behind it would seem. Adrian took a deep sigh and drove over. The yellow lights on top of his vehicle signaled that he was coming.
There was no sign that the car was going to move. Again, Adrian took a deep sigh. He exited his vehicle and slowly walked over to the car.
The closer he got, he could see that the vehicle was moving, rocking back and forth slowly. Indicating to Adrian why they had not moved.
“Come on, hurry up,” he heard the female voice.