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Sometimes, you really do get the bad guys.
So the doorbell rings when you don't expect it to. You look in the driveway and there is an unfamiliar truck backed into it. Something tells you to take down the license plate number so you do.
You call "Who is it" and get no answer. The storm door is locked so you open the front door to a young kid. Since this scenario has played out before you take careful note of his appearance.
He asks for someone who doesn't live here. You tell him so and ask "Who are you?". He ignores this and says sorry to have bothered you.
Before he is out of the driveway you have the police on the phone.
You give them the plate number and they tell you it doesn't come back to a truck. They send an officer and you say your gut feeling is that this kid was checking to see if anyone was home. They say thanks and that they'll keep an eye out for the vehicle.
Later on the police call and say they found the truck, the kid and his girlfriend during their second robbery of the day in another section of town. Maybe it's time for a big dog. Or maybe a Werewolf.
