The Bugatti Thieves Once upon a time there was a man called Martin. Martin was a very successful salesman at a foreign sports car dealership. He was driving a company car, which was a beautiful orange and black Bugatti from 2014. the reason he was able to drive that car was because he was employee of the month. One morning, Martin woke up and got ready for work. When he went down to his garage, he noticed that his Bugatti was missing! So he had to take his personal car, a 68' Mustang Fastback. he went straight to the police station and reported his car stolen. then he went to work. When he arrived at work, his boss Steve noticed the car Martin was driving. "Martin, where's the company car you were supposed to bring in today for inspection," Steve said as he walked over to Martin. “Yes, I know I was supposed to bring it today, but it was stolen.” Martin said, “STOLEN!!!” Steve said. “Yes,” Martin replied. “Did you call the cops and report the theft?” » Steve asked. “Yes, they put a notice on it. They said not many people drive these types of cars, so if it's on the route, they'll find it. Martin said. “That’s good,” Steve said. “Let me know if you find it, oh and you might want to go get the extra insurance while you still can.” Steve said as he walked away. So Martin went to the employee office and requested additional insurance for his company car. When Martin asked for extra coverage, the employee said rudely without looking up from his computer. “I’ll have to inspect the car.” Martin replied with a worried look. "You can't! It was stolen! The boss sent me here to get extra insurance." "Really? Stolen, you say?" the employee said with a nervous face. "Yes!" " Said Martin "Okay, and the boss sent you here in the middle of a paper......but we know where your car is. That's why I came here, I wish you would come with me. to get your car back."So Martin and the Chief went to an old storage unit owned by the late Steve. When they opened the storage unit, it appeared empty. The Chief began to apologize to But Martin didn't seem interested, he was too busy inspecting the empty storage unit. He knew something was wrong, the unit wasn't as deep inside as it seemed. the being outside. Martin tried to enter the storage unit, but not even two feet into the unit, Martin hit some sort of invisible fabric. He understood. The unit wasn't empty, it just looked empty there was a canvas with a scary realistic photo of the empty unit right next to the unit door. pulled her down Just behind the canvas was Martins Bugatti.