By the time we returned to my condo and settled in, an undercover officer arrived. I invited her in, gave her a tour and Hunter opted to give up the key fob for access to our unit, and the building. I left Hunter and the officer to talk in the hallway while I moved to the kitchen to make dinner. Hunter joined me a while later as I was getting ready to pull the chicken breasts off the bbq. He offered to do it, but I kindly reminded him that it was on the balcony, which meant a no-go for Hunter. He opted to set the table instead. The undercover officer did not join us for dinner as it was not a slumber party (her words), but that didn’t stop me from making her a plate and setting it aside for her for later because she was surveying the whole building looking for threats or points of en
