So I tried a few things and then called the police to come. They have this amazing little device and in like 2 seconds they were in and I had my keys back. I did not like that feeling of not having access to my keys at all. Thanks to the guys at the firehouse and the police for helping me out.
So it is a good thing Jesus did not give the keys to this Peter. Last night I had a training session with my fire department. All went well until I got back to the fire house. You see I have my own vehicle that I drive on fire department business and when I returned I was moving things back to my truck and some how I locked my keys in my truck. Of course my spare key was… wait for it… it the arm rest between the seats.