It was supposed to be a quick stop—fill up the tank, grab a drink, and get back on the road. But as I walked through the store, I noticed the manager eyeing me suspiciously, whispering under his breath. Moments later, he confronted me, accusing me of stealing without any proof. I was stunned. I explained I was a paying customer, but it didn’t matter—he’d already called the police. What he didn’t know was that I am the police.
I couldn't believe what Manuel was saying. I stepped back, shook my head and told him, 'Man, you’re making a huge mistake.' His eyes were fixed on me, full of accusations. I stayed calm, knowing anger wouldn't help. Folks started to look our way, probably wondering what all the fuss was about. I glanced at the cashier, Jenny. She seemed as shocked as I was. Meanwhile, Manuel kept throwing around his baseless accusations.