It was the kid from up the street, and his beady-eyed friend. It turns out that my quad "just appeared" at his house that is owned by his grandpa. It seems that his grandpa was talking about buying a quad a couple of days ago, and lo and behold, look what appeared in his side yard.
So grandpa tells the two clowns to go over to my house and ask if I was missing a quad. And sure enough, I was. That's when the kid gave me the line about how he was out of town that night, and only discovered it in his grandpa's side yard yesterday.
Like I fell off of a turnip truck yesterday. Sheesh! I mean did they really think I would fall for a bullshit story cooked up by a couple of amateurs who didn't even have the sense not to steal from their own neighbourhood?
Anyway, they know I know what happened, and they know to expect the hammer to fall. But first, I think I'll let the little shits stew for a couple of days. They'll come to me asking for their punishment just to end the suspense...
Stupid reform school drop-outs.
And I get to keep the reward money.