He went a few blocks away and decided to look through the purse and jacket. The purse belonged to a woman who lived only a few miles away, so Todd decided to deliver it. When he got to her house, he saw the car with the busted window sitting in front. He put the purse between the screen door and the front door and rang the bell. He quickly ran back to his car and watched the woman open the door and pick up her purse. She smiled and then looked around to see who left it here, but she didn't notice Todd.
   In the Bears jacket, Todd found a crack pipe, a pack of Kools and a book of coupons for free rib-tip dinners at Colemans Ribs, which was right down the street. There must have been twenty coupons in there. Todd was hungry, so he decided to go eat there.
   Colemans was open late and there were a few shady characters standing out in front, but none looked like the crowd from the crime scene. Todd went in, presented a coupon and said "I'll have a free rib-tip dinner."
   A pretty, young black girl smiled and took the coupon "yes, sir. Would you like hot or mild sauce with that?"
   "Hot." He answered.
   He got his dinner and sat in his car to eat it. It was delicious. The french fries had barbeque sauce on them too, which Todd really enjoyed. I'll be back, he thought.
   As he was enjoying his rib-tips, he suddenly heard a bottle break and a scream! He looked toward the sound, over his right shoulder and behind his car, but he didn't see anyone. He was turning his head back toward the rib-tips when he felt a knife on his throat!
   "Don't move mother fucker!" A deep voice told him and he froze, with two hands holding his dinner. "Where's my fucking jacket and my mothers purse?" It was the guy with the blue sweat shirt.
   Todd felt the knife against his bullet-proof collar and wondered if it was knife-proof. He answered "that was yours? I thought I found it. Here, take it. The jacket is in the back seat."
   As soon as the guy lowered his head to look in the back seat, Todd leaned to his right, away from the knife. The smash-and-grabber dove into the window and stabbed Todd in the belly. At the same instant, Todd drew a knife and stuck the thug in his forearm.
   The punk jumped back out of the window and tried to open Todds back door, but it was locked. "Give me my shit, mother fucker" he said, holding his arm. Then he lunged a knife at Todd again! Todd scooted all the way over, against the passenger door and he missed. 
   He reached his left hand in the window, toward the button, to unlock the back door and Todd stabbed it. the knife went all the way through his hand and Todd pulled toward him, ripping the skin wide open.
   He screamed and pushed himself out of the window. He looked at his hand and blood was gushing out of it. He held his wrist to try and keep his blood in. "Look what you did to me mother fucker." He said, almost crying.
   Todd said "if you would have asked me nicely, I would have given you your jacket, but you had to be an asshole. So just for that, you ain't getting it." Todd felt his belly where the thug stabbed him and realized that his bullet-proof vest saved him.
   "Please, give me my jacket, mister. Now I'm asking you nice. Please?" And with that Todd threw the jacket out the window.    "Now what about my Mommas purse?" He said, trying to get lucky.
   "I already gave it to your Momma, dickhead." And with that, Todd put it in drive and took off. He turned the first corner to his right and then the next right. He was going around the block. That wasn't enough. He needed some more. He came around the third corner and saw a Bears jacket running toward him in the street and holding his hand. Todd acted like he was going to pull over. And at the last second, before he ran past Todd, he floored it! He hit him so hard, that he flew up in the air and over Todds car, landing behind it. He just kept the peddle down and made his getaway.