2025-04-30 02:55:55The sleek black Chevrolet glided through the evening traffic, its polished exterior reflecting the city lights. Inside, Yemin sat calmly behind the wheel while Faye fidgeted nervously with the hem of her dress.
"I still think this is a mistake," Yemin said, his voice measured. "Katherine's invitation isn't genuine. She wants revenge."
Faye sighed, looking out at the passing buildings. "I know, but what choice do we have? Peter's hosting it personally. After what happened with Tommy, we can't risk offending him again."
Yemin's lips tightened slightly. He knew more than he was letting on, but explaining would accomplish nothing at this point. Some lessons had to be learned through experience.
"That's a nice car for someone who was supposedly broke just weeks ago," Faye remarked, changing the subject. "I remember giving you rides because you didn't have transportation."
A faint smile crossed Yemin's face. "People see what they expect to see."
The flash of blue and red lights cut through their conversation. A police cruiser appeared behind them, signaling for them to pull over.
"What's happening?" Faye's heart raced as Yemin smoothly guided the car to the curb.
"James's doing, most likely," Yemin replied, his face betraying no concern.
Two officers approached, one on each side of the vehicle. The taller one tapped on Yemin's window with his flashlight.
"License and registration," he demanded as Yemin rolled down the window.
Yemin handed over the documents without comment.
"Step out of the vehicle, sir," the officer ordered, already reaching for his handcuffs.
"What's this about?" Faye asked, her voice rising with panic.
The second officer leaned down to peer through her window. "We have reason to believe this vehicle was reported stolen earlier today."
Yemin exited the car with deliberate calm, standing straight as the first officer grabbed his arm.
"There must be some mistake," Faye protested, scrambling out of the passenger side. "This is his car!"
"Oh yeah?" The second officer sneered. "And I suppose a broke ex-househusband just happens to own a $75,000 vehicle?"
A third car pulled up—an unmarked sedan. James stepped out, a triumphant smirk on his face. He sauntered over, enjoying the spectacle.
"Well, well," he drawled, circling Yemin like a shark. "Caught red-handed with stolen property. Can't say I'm surprised."
Yemin regarded him with cool detachment. "James. I see you've stooped to new lows."
"Shut up, loser," James snapped, his confidence bolstered by the police presence. "Everyone knows you've been broke since Katherine dumped your worthless ass. There's no way you could afford this car unless you stole it."
Faye stepped forward. "This is ridiculous! You can't just—"
"Ma'am, stay back," the second officer warned, moving to restrain her. "You're looking at accessory charges if you're not careful."
"Accessory?" Faye's eyes widened in disbelief. "To what?"
James laughed, the sound cruel and mocking. "Grand theft auto, for starters. Probably fraud too. Did he tell you he owned this car, sweetheart? That's what con men do—they lie."
Faye looked between James and Yemin, confusion clouding her features. It was true that Yemin had never mentioned owning such an expensive car before. A seed of doubt crept into her mind.
"The car is registered in my name," Yemin stated calmly. "Check the documents."
The first officer shuffled through the paperwork. "Registration matches, but that doesn't mean much. Could be forged."
"My father's already briefed the captain about you," James said, stepping closer to Yemin. "They know all about how you've been masquerading around town pretending to be someone important. Playing dress-up in expensive clothes, trying to fool everyone."
He turned to Faye, his expression feigning sympathy. "He's using you, you know. Just like he tried to use Katherine. Pathetic little man trying to climb the social ladder."
Yemin remained impassive, which only seemed to infuriate James further.
"What, nothing to say now?" James taunted. "Where's all that confidence from the restaurant? Not so high and mighty with handcuffs on, are you?"
The first officer finished securing the handcuffs around Yemin's wrists. "Sir, you're under arrest for possession of stolen property and potential identity fraud."
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