Outside the truck stop, Munro Dunker grinned. He stood astride his
motorcycle and pulled out his trophy. He took out the trucker's wad
of cash and added it to the wad of cash he'd collected from the truck
stop's owner. It was good to be a cop. He grinned, as he pulled out
the black wrapped unused condom that was Ryan Standish, and grinned
bigger.
"Heh, heh, that fat old fart would probably leave you there until you
rotted. Me, I'm a hot young stud, and I'll put you to use today," he
said kissing the condom, and tucking it into the 5th pocket of his
jeans.
Munro sorted through the credit cards and receipts in the wallet. He
knew a fence that could handle the credit cards. The old tattered
wallet and the rest he tossed into the dumpster that his bike was
parked by.
He revved up his cycle and headed to the police station. At the
station, he changed in the locker room. He transferred Ryan from his
jeans pocket to the front pocket of his uniform.