The young thief, caught red-handed, is brought to the station, heart pounding as she's made to sit across from the stern, uniformed cop. His intense gaze lingers on her teenage curves, making her squirm. "You're in trouble, little one," he says, his voice low and commanding. He leans in, his hand cuffing her wrist and drawing her close. "But maybe we can work something out." She swallows hard, her eyes flicking to his belt, as he suggests a deal she can't resist.