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The Missing Truck

"Dad can I go to Blake's party?" asked Bob.

"What time is it?" said Carl.

"Nine-thirty. So can I go?" Bob said excitedly.

"What day?"

"December 22. So can I go?" Bob said irritatedly.

"No!"

"But I haven't gone to one in forever so why not this one."

"Because I said so! Got it?"

"No, so why can't I? Huh?"

"Fine, don't ask again! OKAY?"

"Ya!"

"Then SHUT UP, Now!"

"O.k." Bob said going out the door to get a present for Jake's party.

"Wow, children." Right after he said that his phone rang... "Hello?"

"Ya this is Jack. Can you come here please?"

"What for?"

"My truck is gone."

"What do you mean your truck is gone? Last night wasn't it in your driveway?"

"I will explain when you get here."

"So what happened?" asked Carl.

"I have no idea." Jack said slowly.

"Dad? Can I go to Blake's party?" asked Jake.

"What time is it?" replied Jack

"Nine-thirty. So can I go?"

"What day?"

"December 22. So can I go?"

"Sure."

"Ya, Thank you!"

"You need to be more strict dude." said Carl.

"No I don't. That's my wife's job." said Jack.

"Anyway we need to call 911."

"Call ASAP."

"I am. Hi may you please have a officer come to 76 Sugar Land Houston. O.k. Ya. Bye. Someone will be here soon." Carl said staring at a ton of glass. "What is this?"

"Looks like glass." Jack said right when a police officer pulled up.

A man got out, "Hello gentlemen. My name is Officer Mike. I heard a truck had gotten stolen." Officer Mike walked over to them. "So what did this truck look like?"

"It is an old yellow chevy box frame."

"Okay. When did you notice?"

"At two-twenty last night sir."

"We will get right on it. Do you have any other Vehicles?"

"No not even one." Jack said while Officer Mike was walking back to his car.

"You can barrow one of mine." said Carl.

"You only have two don't you?"

"Ya. Why?"

"I can't take your car."

"You can take my wife's."

"No I can't."

"Why?"

"You need a way to get to work. Yes you do. So no, No I will not."

"Fine but I will help you find your truck." Carl said before walking off to his car. He is just too polite. He needs to be way more strict. Thought carl while he turned the ignition. When he got home he told his wife that Jack's truck got stolen.

The next day Carl started to look for clues.

"Find anything?"

"No, nothing. Wait! Did you make these prints?"

"No, it looks like a print from a pair of skechers and I have no skechers. Do you?"

Carl didn't answer. He just got up to his feet and walked away. When he got in his car he got on his phone and drove away.

"How am I supposed to find his truck?" Carl said right as his phone rang. "Hello? Ya, I'll be right there. Darn why does that kid have to go to that party?"

"Hello, I'm home Jon let's go to the party."

"Ya, let's go!" Jon said running out the door.

When they pulled up Jon jumped out and sprinted to the house. Carl drove out of the driveway, then got on the highway. When he hit 65 MPH all he could see was smoke. So he pulls over and pops the hood. Right when he popped the hood he didn't see anything so he got on his phone and called asked Jeff if he could come see what was wrong. Right as he hung up he spotted a faded yellow truck hood with the chevy symbol on it and a dent in a tree.

"So what do you think the problem is Carl?" asked Jeff walking towards Carl's car.

"I have no idea first thing I know is it's all good then all I can see is smoke."

"Mind if I take a look?"

"No, I do not care just find the mistake. O.k?"

"It looks like you got a broken seal."

"Can you fix it right now?"

"Not right now. We need to go back to my shop."

"Before we go, look at these tire tracks, hood, and dent in the tree."

"Okay that tree is lucky to be standing with how big the dent is." Jeff said walking into the forest following the tracks.

After 1 hour they found the passenger's door in a pitch of mud.

"Do you what me to grab that now or wait until we come back?"

"Just wait until we come back, then we can pull in you flatbed. Wait what is that?"

"It looks like a pickup truck." Carl and Jeff sprinted to the truck. "Are you seeing all this?"

"Ya, shattered glass, hood on the ground, missing door, and door almost off it's hinges."

"You what to go get your flatbed and I will stay here?"

"Sure."

"Took you long enough."

"I drove 19 miles throw a forest, so half an hour isn't that long with my little experience.

"Okay, let's get this on there."

"Dad why are you in a flatbed?"

"I will tell you later."