Fast forward to a rainy Tuesday evening. Marcus was driving his girlfriend to dinner in downtown Shreveport when the blue lights flashed behind him near the intersection of Texas Street and Spring Street. His heart didn't race at first—his tags were good, his license was valid.

At work, at a traffic stop, or even at the library. Shreveport police and the Caddo Parish Sheriff’s Office share warrant databases.

But tomorrow became next week, and the pink slip slid under the floor mat, forgotten.

Marcus blinked. “A warrant ? For a stop sign?”

Six months ago, he’d gotten a ticket for rolling through a stop sign on Youree Drive. The officer was polite, handed him the pink slip, and Marcus tossed it on his passenger seat. “I’ll pay it online tomorrow,” he muttered.

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