This day brought more of the same with a couple of questioning sessions, random driving, and fortunately much less of the police department. This was the day I started to get tuned in on the corruption and real and apparent lack of funds the department had available. “I need money for fuel in order to help”; “I need money to get the motorcycle back to town”; “I don’t have any money, but lets get lunch”.
I knew I had to get out of there.