It was Friday night. Zack was looking forward to some time off. He hoped to go for a hike and do some fishing on Sunday afternoon. Maybe Jen would want to come along.
His day had been somewhat productive. He had sent pictures of the man who had broken into Jen’s place. He had come up with a plan for tracking traffic coming through but would need to work with the tech people to figure out if it was possible. He talked with two officers from Border Patrol who thought there was a vehicle that was regularly smuggling drugs across the border.
He caught himself whistling as he changed into blue jeans and a T-shirt and then a blue flannel shirt. He was looking forward to dinner with Jen, and he had to admit he was more than a little curious about this security information she said she would sh
