Tara was 23 when she took that turn off the interstate.  Music blasting, wind in her hair - she was out on her own after having escaped a restrictive home life.  She was free for the first time in her life, and it was intoxicating.<br/><br/>So intoxicating, in fact, that she'd reached 90 mph by the time she noticed the flashing lights in her rear-view.<br/><br/>"Crap," she muttered as she pulled over.  Still, she managed to smile brightly when the officer walked up to her.  "I'm<em>so</em>sorry, Officer," she said, twisting a lock of her shoulder-length red hair around a finger.<br/><br/>"We don' take kindly to speeders 'round here," the man said, obviously ignoring her feminine charms.  "I'm gonna have to take you in."<br/><br/>"For<em>speeding</em>!?" she asked, incredulously.  "B-but this is the first time I've even been pulled over!"<br/><br/>"Ma'am, do I have to cite you for resistin' arrest, too?" he asked in a slow drawl.  "Now, just get outta the car, an' we're gonna take a little ride."<br/><br/>Tara huffed a little, but there was no getting around it.  She climbed out of the car, and was soon bundled into the back of the patrol car.<br/><br/>"We'll send someone 'round to collect your car," the officer said, locking the doors and shifting back into gear.<br/><br/>Half an hour and a long stretch of rough road later, they pulled up to a farm house.<br/><br/>"What's this?"<br/><br/>"Look, you seem to be a good kid.  A little heavy with the foot, but still - the type I can give a good deal to.  See, this way, you don't have to deal with the points on your record, no fine - and all you have to do is help out on this farm for a while.  You like animals?"<br/><br/>Tara was shocked - and relieved at the same time.  She'd been paying cash for things to keep her parents from finding her, and a traffic fine would have tapped her out.  "Animals?  I'm pretty good with them, I guess..." she said.<br/><br/>"Good!"  He cut the engine and opened the back door.  "Mr. Arroyo!  Got another one for you!"