Sinead knew precisely what the folder contained, but she could tell the officer was caught of guard by its content. Compiled by Avi, besides the license and registration of the car in Avi's name, the folder contained a copy of their marriage certificate and a neat stack of Sinead's employment papers, orderly issued at the start of every month, dating back years.<br/>Watching the officer grow uneasy, his hand finally left his holster, instead waving his partner on with the folder.<br/>"Ma'am, step out of the vehicle," the officer continued sternly as his partner had been handed the folder, returning to the patrol car with it.<br/>Sinead relaxed at the title, though she doubted there to be any genuine respect behind it.<br/>"Is there a problem, officer?" she asked, doing her best not to make it sound like a challenge. Either way, she undid her seat belt, opened the door and got out.<br/>"Where are you heading?" he instead asked, no regard of her question.<br/>"To work."<br/>Sinead hadn't been asked to move, and so, she hadn't. She was still standing where she had gotten out, the door still swung open to her right. It was clear to her that the quickness of her reply seemed disarming.<br/>"Both of you?" he pressed on. Instead of gripping his gun, he instead drew a flashlight, shining it into the car at Tanis.<br/>Sinead, annoyed, shifted her stance far enough to partially block the beam with her hip. Her voice, however, was composed, almost a smile to her lips. "She's a friend of the family, and I'm giving her a ride home. Pardon me I don't have papers to prove it."<br/>Sinead saw her annoyance being matched across the officers features.<br/>"You too, step out of the vehicle," he said, not looking at Tanis but once again gesturing at her with the flashlight.<br/>"No, stay seated."<br/>The sudden sternness of her voice seemed to surprise them both, but only Sinead managed to hide it. "She doesn't need to get out. You've yet to explain why<span style="font-style: italic">I'm</span>out of my car."