Smurfing

Last night while on patrol I conducted a traffic stop for a moving violation. After contacting the African-American female driver and conducting a record check I decided to ask for consent to search her car based on her (numerous) prior drug convictions.

During the search, I find 40 boxes of pseudoephedrine hidden underneath the spare tire in the trunk. Based off of her prior meth related arrest, I suspect she is providing pills to a dealer. With strict laws in Missouri, the trafficking of pills is referred to as “smurfing”.

I place this lady under arrest, transport her to the precinct, and conduct a interview. During that interview, from the very beginning, she was pretty pissed. After beating around the bush for two hours, I finally say to her, “if your smurfing these pills for someone”…

Before I could continue with the rest of my sentence she gets pissed to a whole new level, slams her hands on the table, and says…

“SMURFFING? DO I LOOK LIKE A SMURF? SMURFS ARE BLUE. I’M BLACK. I WANT A LAWYER”.