Passport

 "Can I check your passport?", he asked.


"Who's asking?" Bella replied in a sassy tone, staring at the officer on the train track.


"It's not a question miss it's an order." He replied in a stern voice.


"Who said I'm a miss?" Bella said in a salty tone.


"We haven't got time for games." He said in an irritated voice.


"If you won't give it to me, I might just have to take it." The officer slowly lifted a small pistol from his right pocket.


"Alright, here you go." Bella's eyes widened.


It was obvious that her passport was fake.



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