The police did nothing to find my truck. So, I called in a couple of the investigators that work for me on ocasion and we followed up on a few leads. We were able to locate my truck by 9:00PM. Some methed out parole violator was driving my truck around like it was his. We tracked it down at an appartment complex in Corona. My yak racks were already gone and my dive stickers were taken off but he left a pair of my work boots in the back. We only had to wait a few minuts before we see the guy come out and start cleaning my stuff out of the truck and head back to his apartment. Although I would have liked to have handeled this diferently, we called it in and had Corona PD there in minuts. A few minuts later the guy was on his way back to jail. Other than some good damage to the front end that will reqire some time in the body shop and some strainge smell inside the truck he didn't thrash it too bad. Got my wallet back but lost my cell phone and my racks. It was prety fun watching the surprised look on this guys face when the cops hooked him up and he looked around to see me and my partner standing there laughing at him.
He tried to say I let him borrow the truck. It was cool watching them drive away with this fool looking out the back window of the police car
It was interesting how fast his friends gave him up to the cops when they questioned them too. Freekin Tweekers!!