Chapter 133: American Style

Elsa said, "I'm a Los Angeles police officer, alright?"

Luke said, "Do you think they can really see your badge from there? Just flash it and order them to stop."

Elsa did so doubtfully.

As it turned out, the A8 went even faster after Elsa showed them her badge.

Elsa was lost for words. "…Bell, drive past them and pull the cab over. I'm going to force them to stop."

Bell asked, "What the hell? You're not trying to make me stop them American-style, are you?"

Elsa said, "This is a cab. I'm saying that I'm going to get out and force them to stop with my gun, okay?"

Bell was relieved. "No problem at all, just watch."

A moment later, Elsa was standing in the middle of the road, a gun in one hand and her badge in the other, as she signaled for Vanessa to pull over.

Vanessa frowned. She had been stepping on the gas pedal, but couldn't accelerate as fast as the car could go.