Pick Your Poison 2 (Drugs)

As he slips the handcuffs on your wrists, the officer says, "Perhaps you need to rethink your answer. We'll talk about it down at the station." So much for figuring out what to say to your parents. Apparently they will be filled in quite nicely by Sheriff's office. Suddenly, you remember the package in your pocket. As the patrol car pulls away with you, handcuffed, in the back seat, you wish this night had never happened.