Pierce had finished handing out the last of his Halloween candy to the greedy trick-or-treaters when Patrick pulled into his driveway.

"What seems to be the problem here, Officer Jameson?" Pierce teased.

"I've received reports of you having an inappropriate relationship with a child, and I'm gonna need you to answer some questions."

"I swear she's 18, Officer Jameson," Pierce chuckled, playing along with Patrick's antics.

"Good enough for me. What time is the car supposed to be here?"

"About thirty minutes or so."

"Is your date meeting us there?"

"Yeah, she had to go in and help decorate and shit. She was supposed to have the day off, but...