He was a cop.  You could tell by looking at him.

Well, that’s not true.  I never saw him (or her).  But I saw the car.

Personal car, in the parking lot of the grocery store.  No fancy markings, no bumper stickers.  But there was this license plate.


And in the NASB, that says

dealing out retribution to those who do not know God and to those who do not obey the gospel of our Lord Jesus.

There was just that look . . .

(license plate compliments of Acme)