It was a slow Saturday night in the town. Camden Falls wasn’t big—with a population of 25,000 or so—and right now it seemed as if most of them had already gone to bed. I was in my police cruiser by myself; my partner, Officer James, had called in sick for the first time in years. Instead of calling for a temporary replacement, I just told the Sergeant I’d just as soon work my shift alone. Part of it was that I liked the solitude, and part of it was being an attractive lesbian female officer. Most guys wouldn’t ride with me because they thought I was probably some sort of...