Sheriff PorterChapter 82
I drove to meet Wilson at a local franchise fast food restaurant known for it's coffee. "Good you got me a coffee. Thanks Wilson," I said. "No Problem, so what are we going to do. There is only you and me, and we have no idea how many bad guys there are." Wilson said. "Oh I figure a minimum of three, more likely four," I suggested. "How you figure?" Wilson asked. "It's just a guess, but I figure there is an intimidation factor. They most likely think there will be a guard. So...