"Already on it!", Sleepy called as he sprinted around the car, snapping the clamp's locking mechanism with his bare hands and wrenching it free. Then he pulled open the passenger-side door and dove into the seat.

"PUNCH IT, EDDIE!" 

Luckily for the pair, the thieves had already cut a section out of the fence surrounding the lot in order to steal the DeSoto's bumper. At the very least, they'd be able to blame that bit of property damage on the suspects when they tore out of here.