The Bribe

I got pulled over. The officer knocked on my window. I rolled it down. “I saw what you did,” he said. “I know what you want,” I said, reaching in my pocket to hand him cash. “Have a good day, sir,” he said and left. He came to my house every week for a year demanding more money. One day I shouted “I’m sick of paying you,” and slammed him with a shovel, then buried him. Later that night, there was a knock at my door. My neighbor pointed a gun at me and said “I saw what you did.”