Wife wakes me up at 4:30 this morning to tell me someone is at the front door.
The St. Bernard, the shepherd, the P229 and I go to answer it. There's 2 drowned rat kids that went to a party last night and then lost their car. I get them an umbrella and let them use my phone but of course they can't get anyone because it's 4:30 in the morning. They had a 3rd friend with them but he's MIA.
I agree to take them around the block to look for it so I leave them on the porch with the umbrella (but without my phone) to go get some clothes on, mainly so I have a place to hang the holster.
We drive around for about 10-15 minutes but nothing is looking familiar to them. I finally told them I had to get to work so I dropped them off at the hotel outside the neighborhood where they could stay out of the rain and have access to a phone.
I go back to the house to get ready for work and the mom calls me. Turns out it's her car and now she has no way to get to work. She gives me a better description of the car - older model light blue Camry with paper plates. That really narrowed it down and made searching the side streets much easier by eliminating every car with a metal plate. So I set back out and found it in about 5 minutes.
I called the mom back and she asks me to check the car to see if the keys were in it. I open the door and start rummaging around. Tell her that his wallet is there and his girlfriends purse. I check the console, glove box, door pockets etc. All the while, she and I are talking and I'm not being quiet.
I go and open the back door, there's a gym bag and a large blanket. I figure the kids were having a little extra curricular time. I go to move the blanket and it's a dead body!
OK, he wasn't really dead....just drugged out. But you can imagine what jumped through my mind when I've been digging loudly all through the car and then find this kid wrapped head to toe in a blanket and he doesn't move when I grab him. Took me a good minute to rouse him but he doesn't have the keys either. I told him to just sit tight and I went back to the hotel, picked up the other kids and took them to the car.
Mom texted me about 30 minutes later to let me know they made it home safely. I don't think they were safe once they got home though. Momma was MAD!!
The St. Bernard, the shepherd, the P229 and I go to answer it. There's 2 drowned rat kids that went to a party last night and then lost their car. I get them an umbrella and let them use my phone but of course they can't get anyone because it's 4:30 in the morning. They had a 3rd friend with them but he's MIA.
I agree to take them around the block to look for it so I leave them on the porch with the umbrella (but without my phone) to go get some clothes on, mainly so I have a place to hang the holster.
We drive around for about 10-15 minutes but nothing is looking familiar to them. I finally told them I had to get to work so I dropped them off at the hotel outside the neighborhood where they could stay out of the rain and have access to a phone.
I go back to the house to get ready for work and the mom calls me. Turns out it's her car and now she has no way to get to work. She gives me a better description of the car - older model light blue Camry with paper plates. That really narrowed it down and made searching the side streets much easier by eliminating every car with a metal plate. So I set back out and found it in about 5 minutes.
I called the mom back and she asks me to check the car to see if the keys were in it. I open the door and start rummaging around. Tell her that his wallet is there and his girlfriends purse. I check the console, glove box, door pockets etc. All the while, she and I are talking and I'm not being quiet.
I go and open the back door, there's a gym bag and a large blanket. I figure the kids were having a little extra curricular time. I go to move the blanket and it's a dead body!
OK, he wasn't really dead....just drugged out. But you can imagine what jumped through my mind when I've been digging loudly all through the car and then find this kid wrapped head to toe in a blanket and he doesn't move when I grab him. Took me a good minute to rouse him but he doesn't have the keys either. I told him to just sit tight and I went back to the hotel, picked up the other kids and took them to the car.
Mom texted me about 30 minutes later to let me know they made it home safely. I don't think they were safe once they got home though. Momma was MAD!!
