Oops I misunderstood the situation as this happened to my wife 1,000 miles from our home on her way to visit family. It was a city police officer not a highway patrol officer who pulled her over on I-80 for "following too closely". She was by herself. The officer asked her to get out and sit in his car several times but when she said no each time he took her license and papers back to the car and then she called me. She was upset by this and wanted me on the line. The officer returned and gave her a warning and then started asking her questions:
Officer: Where are you going?
Wife: To visit my sister in law and her family in Iowa
Officer: What do you do for a living?
Wife: Describes job.
Officer: Where do you work?
Wife: Tells him where she works.
Officer: Where did you stay last night?
Wife: At a camp ground.
Officer: Was the camp ground busy?
Wife: Kind of???
Office: Do you have other vehicles?
Wife: Yes I have a 4-runner
Office: Why would you be driving this truck? Big trucks like this get terrible mileage.
Wife: I have a smoker in the back for the brother in law and some skis.
Officer: It doesn't make sense for you to be driving this truck so far.
Office: How long have you had the skis?
Wife: I don't know maybe a year. Why
Officer: You are behaving suspiciously and we need to search your truck.
She is crying by now and asks me what to do. I tell her that if I were there with her I would say no to the search but as she is alone and far from home so I don't know.
A second officer joins and asks if she is ok. She tells him that the first office wanted her to get into his car. The first officer thrn says that he only asked once as a courtesy so that they did not have to yell over the road noise and denies pressing the issue.
I hear one of them then ask:
Do you have meth in the truck?
Wife: No
Officer: Do you have cocaine in the truck?
Wife: No
Officer
o you have anything illegal in the truck?
Wife:No-I don't know why this is happening. As she is sobbing.
The second officer then says that they need to inspect the back of the truck. My truck came with a locking bed cover which has to be unlocked.
I can't tell what is said as they move to the back of the truck.
One of the officers says:
What is that?
Wife: It is a radio controlled monster truck for my nephew.
They peer over the back of the truck without even opening the smoker or the sealed tote that I filled with wood chips.
I can't hear their last comments and then they drive off.
They both leave and she and I talk while she tries to collect herself.
I tell her that we will try to do something about this but that she needs to eat a little something and get a cold drink out of the cooler and get down the road and away from there.