"You know what Zane? I'm going to have to teach you how to drive."
I pulled up in front of the trailer, killed the lights, and put it in Park.
"Really G! That would be so cool!"
"Yeah." I opened the door "Problem is your legs are to short. I figure if I shut them in this door and pull real hard I can stretch them out." Then I jumped down. "Watch Woof. Make sure he doesn't eat anyone" and I slammed the cab door. I walked away laughing as he yelled "No way!"
I walked past two troopers who had stopped talking as soon as I pulled up and had tracked me every step of the way since.
I walked past them and I didn't miss the disdain in the younger ones eyes. The other one, maybe ten years older told his buddy as I opened the trailer door "Check that shit out. We got cowboys again." His buddy replied "Fed asshole." I was smiling as I entered the trailer. They were sucking serious power as it was cold inside from the air conditioning and lit up like an operating room from the florescent lighting.
They had a desk as you came in. Behind that was a coffeepot on a table and a couple of chairs that were empty. Behind that was another desk that was occupied by a bored looking white woman with her pulled back tight and wearing the Ohio gray uniform. The desk in front was relatively bare and had a bored looking white guy who as soon as I saw him "Corn Fed" popped into my head. I wasn't surprised by the bored look. They looked competent and the job was probably boring except for the usual five minutes of a violent encounter or whatever came close.