My late Father’s old pickup truck was stolen out of his yard. The house was not occupied but it was kept up and any time some of our family visited, they would stay there.
I reported it stolen and a deputy came by. He kept acting a bit weird and asked me for my drivers license among other odd requests.
I almost just asked him what the hell was going on but didn’t say anything. Nothing more happened and it was never found but it did irritate the heck out of me.
The cop was an idiot.
Right before I got to the property, I saw a cop shooting radar, pulled up next to him and told him the story. I said that I would appreciate him going with me, so I could leave my pistol in the console, since he was wearing body armor, and I had a hangover.
He got there before I did.
We inspected and a few calls later, we figured out it was the former renter getting property out of the parking lot.
He never asked me ID (I did have keys) or said much of anything, but he let me go first into every room in the office area. ;)
I was glad he was there.
/johnny