It sure looks like our truck,” Bill Hobbs said. He took a sip of 7UP from a can. His stomach was still unsettled from the helicopter flight from Mojave to Ventura. He and Tanner were in the small conference room of the Ventura office of the California Highway Patrol. Hobbs had already checked in with local law enforcement to identify himself and his mission. Since the CHP was a state organization and since Tanner was with him, Hobbs had set up shop in the CHP administrative center on Valentine Road. “Best we can tell, anyway,” Tanner said. They were studying a video taken by a highway patrol helicopter. “The pilot did another flyby, and the truck had been moved to the end of the block.” “Makes sense,” Hobbs said. “The street isn’t very wide, and I don’t imagine the neighbors would like looking out their front window and seeing the broadside of a tractor-trailer rig. It’s a good picture.” “It could have been better, but he didn’t want to fly too low. That might alert the people we’re looking for.”
