Thus why I hate locals

So I'm sitting here about 30 minutes ago, minding my own business when I get a guest. I turn off my music and he comes in to rent a room. He's a local, and we normally don't allow locals in our hotel. I tell him, "We've rented to you before but I've had no problems from you. So I'll rent to you but you need to know I have alot of friends on the force so if I have any trouble out of you I will kick you right out and keep your money." He agreed, and no sooner did he take the pen and start filling out the paperwork than his car got stolen by his girlfriend. She drove around the block and he went outside to meet her at the exit.

I grabbed my gun thinking his car had just gotten stolen. I pull the hammer back and wait for her around the corner. He sees me with the gun and says, "Don't please, she's my girlfriend." So I start putting my gun down, and here she comes around the corner. Well I guess he really loves her cause he stood in front of the car, and she hit the gas. I'd say she was doing a good 35-45 mph. And he got hit hard, up and on to the windshield, it really looked like that one guy's avatar of the midget wrestler skidding across the mat. Well he hung onto the car...she kept gassing it. She went up the embankment, hit the divided highway and started hauling ass... I don't nkow if he was still hanging on or not.

They go down about 300-400 ft. down the road and she's going faster and faster, she runs off the road into the ditch and flips the car over. I was already on the phone with 911 cause this fucker got hit fucking hard. I'm screaming oh shit as the car flips over. I tell them 2 people one hit by car, other driving car and car is now flipped over. I run back to the office and put my gun up and start running as fast as I could to the crash. I'm screaming out for the guy, "Hey man tell me you're alright!" "Oh please don't be underneath that goddamn car!" I heard voices from the road she was trying to go on. I yell but no one answers. The police officer shows up and I wave him down cause I gave them the address to the hotel at first. We look everywhere for the guy and can't find him nor the cunt that ran him down.

The police question me as we're looking for them. Well I walk with the FD while the police look to where I heard voices, I make it all the way back to my hotel. I grabbed his ID he left on the counter and came back out and meet up with FD. We make it back to the crash and they have the girl in custody. I kept telling them, the guy could very well be under the car. They never even began to pick up the car. This is all still going on and I'm about to drive back down there to see what's happening.

So I guess I'm not taking a nap tonight.

*UPDATE*

I just got back from down the street. The woman said that he had kidnapped her and she found her only way of escape as she told the police. They asked me how they were when they came in, I said that he was the only one that came in. Welp I figured there was nothing else so I start heading back to my truck, and I see the guy walking down the steet. I yelled as loud as I could for the cops and they came a runnin'! The guy put his hands up when I said there he is. The police made it to me and start drawing their guns and instructed him to put his hands on the hood the whole routine. They cuff this guy , with his head all swollen and legs hurt bad. They question him and they put him the the squad car. Goddamnit, me and my security guard were just joking about  how nice and quiet it had been all night.