Here We Come Sin City...Uh Oh!

Ch.6

"Fuck those guys! You hear me? That was bullshit! I'm tellin' everybody we stole a cop car!"

"They let us go. Who cares?"

"I care. You can't just do that! You can't just tease people because you think it's funny! That's police brutality!" Stu ranted, "I'm getting a soda. You guys want anything?"

"No."

"I'm good," I sighed putting my elbows on my knees and my head in my hands.

Stu took off towards the vending machines. The officers weren't nice enough to give us a ride so we walked for an hour to this place. We've been here at the impound center for 35 minutes and everyone starting to get highly annoyed.

"You ok Harp?"

"I should be asking you that. You're the one that got pronged and zapped in the balls."

"That shit hurt."

"Consider it payback for marrying me without me remembering. Hopefully that voltage permanently neutered you," I said smirking, which in return I got a glare from Phil then he looked at Alan.

"Alan? Are you ok?"

"I'm just worried."

We're all worried.

"What if something happened to Doug? Like something bad."

"Come on, you can't think like that," Phil said.

"What if Doug's dead? I can't afford to lose somebody close to me again, it hurts too much. I was so upset when my grandpa died."

"How'd he die?" I asked.

"World War II."

I felt really bad for him now, I couldn't imagine one of my loved ones dying in battle.

"Died in battle?" Phil asked.

"No, he was skiing in Vermont, it was just during World War II."

Really? I thought as I lost most of my sympathy for Alan.

"Alan. Doug is fine."

"Well why hasn't he called?"

"I don't know. But we're going to figure it out."

"I'll tell you another thing," Stu said coming around the corner back to us. "6 to 1 odds our car is beat to shit," He finished while opening up his Coke.

"Come on Stu, can you be positive for once," I said.

"No seriously how much you want to bet it's fucked up beyond all recognition?"

"Seriously that's enough," Phil said getting up and going to Stu, "Alan here is seriously worried. Can we not freak him out anymore?" He asked quietly to Stu.

Stu looked a little guilty and went to Alan.

"I'm sorry Alan. You know what? We'll search the car for clues and everything's going to be ok."

We heard squealing of tires and we didn't want to see the condition of the car. The guy pulled up in front of us and the car was in perfect condition.

There are miracles after all.

"You see? Everything'll be alright," Phil said as we made our way to the car, "Stu in back with Alan," Phil ordered.

While we were making our way back to the hotel all of us started searching for clues. Phil checked the car visors and found nothing.

"Anything?" Phil asked.

"I found a pair of men's boots. I know none of you were wearing boots last night," I said.