Tank POV
We had pulled into the parking area, where trucks check their loads before heading out or swapping trailers. We are just out of town, and hiding in the bushes, well, not really hiding, our vehicles are in the bushes, but the men, dressed in jeans and T-shirts, were sitting at the picnic table, eating, drinking, and laughing. To look at you wouldn't know at a glance that they were there for anything other than taking a break from a long drive, or catching up before taking one.
I stayed in the SUV, out of sight. Stephen was with his men, enjoying a coffee and a chat. His hand went to his ear occasionally, and I assumed he was getting an update. Four of our members, who would ride the bikes to the warehouse, were in the back of this SUV, looking out the window. The windows were ti
