The Driver
Indian River County Sheriff’s Office
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It was darker now, and Reece had his torch out. Armed with nothing but a whistle, he was grateful that he wouldn’t need his sidearm.
As he opened the car, the driver hopped out of the driver’s seat, tears streaming down his face. Reece had no idea what to make of the situation. Somehow, a small child had managed to get behind the car’s wheel and had taken it for a joyride.
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