toward the showroom. Again, what a moron. I slipped out the door behind
him, hopped into the Impala, and floored it. Just for and added flair, I
once agin headed straight for the showroom glass at sixty, and once again I
swerved out of the way just as Larry hit the dirt.
I picked up my car phone and called a buddy of mine in Anchorage. I asked
him to fax me photos of a 1994 Lexus ES300, VIN JTK38A34K4498LJE5. I told
him the entire story and asked him to got the dealership and take pictures of
the car, including the VIN plate. He consented and agreed to fax me the
pictures, in exchange for the usual monetary reimbursement.
I returned to the office and began to type my report including copies of the
insurance claim, the insurance company’s returned check, the bill of sale
from the Lexus dealership in Anchorage, and the pictures of Diane’s Lexus on
the Anchorage lot. As dawn broke I called the Lexus Store of Anchorage, and
told them not to sell that car, as they didn’t legally own it. I faxed them
a copy of my report and they consented to hold the car until further notice.
I then faxed Diane a copy of the report, as well as the bill for my
services. Next, I made another call to Buddy, explained the situation faxed
my report and asked him to arrest Larry and all other involved parties.. He
wasn’t happy about it, but he couldn’t resist a big arrest, even if it did
require missing he donut break.