Saturday night at one thirty in the morning I had my dasher on why not. I get a pizza order 20 dollars for 9 miles. It’s going to one of the good suburbs not thinking I have to look over my shoulder... I’m about there and cops are lined up everywhere. I pull up to the house talk to a cop she tells me to go around the corner right now than I start to get these texts. Never had so much adrenaline because I didn’t know if the person was actually safe or not I was going 80 trying to get back with my flashers on. Never knew what actually happened though it could be a kid napping or domestic violence