Instead of correcting it, this time he slows down to a stop.  “Sorry about this.  I can’t take you to the county line.  I have a few murders to look into.”

She clutches the seat.

He smiles.  “Sorry.  Mailbox murders.  It’s only property damage, but I still have to write a report on each one.  Seems like there’s about seven or eight that’s been reported in so far.  Will probably have a lot more by the time my shift is done though.  One is a county commissioner’s, so I gotta do that one first.”