REID ROUNDED THE CORNER in time to see Wright throw a woman out of her car and drive off in it. Despite what he knew of the teen and his crimes, he was surprised by what he had just seen. He recovered quickly and hurried up the road to check on the woman whose car had just been stolen.
“Are you alright?” he asked, dropping to his knees the moment he reached her. “Are you hurt?” He couldn’t imagine that she was alright given what had just happened.
“No, I’m okay,” she said, though she didn’t sound certain and she made no effort to get up.
Reid was relieved to hear that. Given how she had been thrown from the car he had expected her to be hurt badly. “Do you know the licence number of your car?” he asked as he dialled Martin’s number to report the latest development and get an alert out o
