The junker passed Darren on the road into town throwing up a cloud of snow leaving him blind. He almost went into the ditch before he could see again. Staff had ordered them not to engage anyone unnecessarily, but damn it that idiot was asking for it. Besides it would provide some of the chatter Staff asked for.

"Dispatch," Darren said, "In pursuit of a vehicle of indeterminate age and colour, will advise." He put on the lights and siren and floored the truck. He thought the car was ...