Way back in March, a friend with some Moto experience decided to jump across to the dark murky pit of mopeds. She bought a pretty nice Puch, rode a few weeks and it was promptly stolen off the street outside a bar in a popular nightlife area of town . :( She was pretty pissed and talked to folks all around the area, trying to get info, even putting up flyers looking for the bike. A few interesting conversations occurred but no results. Weeks pass. Like a boss, she promptly buys another (nice, but not as nice as the original) Puch. End of Story? NOPE.
What actually happened: Arthur & Louis are waiting near the Mall entrance for guy/s to show up. Jesze is waiting also near the entrance but separately like he doesn’t know them. I’m in the parking lot, very near the parking lot entrance so that I can talk to the cop ASAP when he shows. Tweaker arrives and approaches Jesze, who ignores him, then Louis & Arthur, who then all walk out to the parking lot. The second that happens I call Portland PD, case file number, The owner’s info etc… They don’t want to help, as we’re not the victim, but when I tell the dispatcher it’s happening now, they connect to a cruiser to head our way, looking for ‘Josh with a 65 Barracuda’. The police take FORever. Louis and Arthur are scrutinizing every millimeter of the bike, including the unmolested matching engine VIN. (which is a frame match because it's only had three owners ever!) They do their best, but it’s like 30 minutes they're stalling the guy. I can’t see Arthur & Louis & tweaker from my spot, so Jesze is filing me in over the phone from his better viewpoint.