Years ago a “friend” was storing some belongings for me, among them a 1980 model 5-speed Schwinn Beach Cruiser. Without warning, he sold the belongings and my bike. I was at another friend’s house about 6 months later and happened to see my bike in his back yard. I made no mention of it but went back that night, let myself through the side gate and took my bike. The “friend” who bought my bike knew it was mine. He called me and asked if I took the bike. I said you’re damned right I did, it’s my bike and I still have the receipt for it. He swore he would get it back. That was 1991 and I still have it. I also have new friends.
With friends like that who needs enemies?