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rub your face in it. Kevin slid the license from his wallet, grabbed the manifest and registration, then opened the door and climbed down. A second trooper had joined the first. “Keep your hands where I can see them, please.” “Sure,” Kevin said. He held up the paperwork. “What’s this about, Officer?” The trooper held the license up, clicked on a flashlight.