Lackland AFBS
pecial Agent Joe Carr stood watching the monitor in the UAV tank with his phone in his hand. He’d read the transcript sent by his man at NSA, and it was clear to him that the yahoos training south of the border were pushing up their schedule for moving north. He didn’t intend to let them get any closer to the United States than they already were.
He backed away from the monitor and addressed everyone else in the tank, UAV pilot, observer and analyst. “If I was to ask for a consensus here, what would you folks say is happening at the site?”
“Somebody got orders to hit the road,” the pilot said.
“They’re packing up to beat feet,” his observer added.
“You don’t hook up a trailer unless you’re gonna tow it somewhere.” TSgt. Sid Atwood confirmed.
“Nice to know we’re all thin
