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Alice peeled her damp sweater away from her skin to let the warm air of the patrol car in. The rain had stopped and the sun peeped out behind rolling charcoal clouds. "Why are we sitting up here?" she asked.
"Because of what's down there," said her father, not taking his eyes off the view below.
"A parking lot?"
"The vehicle in the center of it," he said.
Don had driven the patrol car up a rise overlooking the visitor parking area for Roe Deer Forest. It was the perfect vantage point. A bird's-eye view of the lot, but hidden from view.
Roe Deer Forest was one of the many nature spots locals and outdoors types came to explore. The lot was empty, aside from a black SUV with oversized alloy rims.
Don leaned across Alice and popped the glove compartment. He brought out a pair of larg
