“I’ve been arrested,” I whispered. “I’m in a squad car.” The officers heard me. The driver jerked the car to the side of the road. Both men jumped out. My door opened, and the larger officer hauled me onto the street. He aggressively patted me down and confiscated both of my phones. “No phones!” the smaller officer shouted. “Under arrest!” “Lawyer,” I said to him. “No lawyer!” The larger one then pushed me back into the car and slammed the door. We took off again, coursing through the streets of old Madrid. No lawyer? What the hell did that mean? This was an EU country. I was sure I had the
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