Happened to me when I was a kid. Turned out it was someone I knew. At 18 I learned the lesson I could have learned from watching the Godfather. Barzini, watch for the traitor.
This clown broke into my Honda stole my CD collection (mostly classic rock, gangsta rap, reggae, and some alternative), a bottle of calone, an ounce of regs street valued at the time at about $60, and if I remember correctly just the face off my CD player. Inside of the car in a small compartment to the bottom left of the steering wheel, was $500 which remained untouched.
Learned a lot about how to read liars and judging whom I want to know where I reside. Not my fault how the latter happened. But still, assuming this true, it was definitely someone you know or who saw and followed you once it was identified that you had $3 cash.
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