You stand beside the road thumb out. Waiting for someone to stop. What few cars go by so far have not stopped. A flashy sportscar so new you don't even know its name comes burning down the road. It is weaving all over the lanes. You run for the ditch and it nearly side swipes you. You hear a loud crash and turn around to see that the car has hit a telephone pole. You walk over to the car. You recognize the driver. It's famous surfer and personality Kurf McGragle. He is out cold. You notice a shaving kit in the seat beside him and you wonder. The passenger window is broken so you reach in and take it. Opening it reveals a quarter ounce baggie of cocaine, and three one hundred dollar bills. You pocket the goodies and return the empty case to the seat. You punch 911 into his cell phone and walk on...