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Cadence is quite happily driving along when she sees a flashing light behind her, clearly telling her to pull over. She curses, guessing what is to come. When a man arrives at her passenger-side window flashing an ID and telling her that he is an agent with the Enforcement Administration, or DEA, and informing her that he has received a report that Cadence is transporting Class "A" substances, she closes her eyes. At first she tries to deny everything, but the agent persists, and soon Cadence moans, "Oh no, I'm going to jail." The agent explains that a search team will arrive in a few minut...
Cadence is quite happily driving along when she sees a flashing light behind her, clearly telling her to pull over. She curses, guessing what is to come. When a man arrives at her passenger-side window flashing an ID and telling her that he is an agent with the Enforcement Administration, or DEA, and informing her that he has received a report that Cadence is transporting Class "A" substances, she closes her eyes. At first she tries to deny everything, but the agent persists, and soon Cadence moans, "Oh no, I'm going to jail." The agent explains that a search team will arrive in a few minut...
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