Lola calls from her cell phone saying there has been a multiple vehicle crash on the beltline in front of her and she is dead stopped just past the Monona Drive exit. She tells me to turn on the scanner to monitor the police traffic and the radio chatter is filled with officers being dispatched and positioned up and down the highway. One snippet of conversation goes like this: "but I'm in plain clothes and I don't want to change into a uniform"... (pause) ..." Well do you have a squad car with lights?"
