When I said I didn’t, she continued, “Well, I do have other lovers and the only reason I’m mentioning it now is that I am going away with one of...them for almost a week and I felt you deserved an explanation. You have never asked me about that and I don’t know how much you want to know but I will be honest with any of your questions. I care a lot for you and that is what you deserve.”I was silent for a bit, digesting this major revelation. I had no hint that I was sharing her body with anyone. We decided to go off road for the night and have a hidden camp with a decoy. Even Wendy was taking on my paranoia! I remembered a friend telling me in jest before the Day, "I know I'm paranoid, but am I paranoid enough!" That was my feeling. We had come a long way but had never had to fight a prepared, determined enemy. We set up our camp and our decoy. We put out sentries.Late that night, a strange man and woman appeared at my wagon. He said, "You watch well. My name is Bill Rogers and this is. Oversight remains in effect.’ End of message. Out.”“Isn’t that interesting?” the Colonel said before contacting our commo.“Headquarters Commo, send the following to Franklin Commo: ‘Appreciate the assistance. Good shooting’. Sign that Commander, First Mobile Headquarters Team. Do you copy? Over,” she finished.“Headquarters Commo to HQ6. Good copy here. Will transmit to Franklin Commo. Nothing further. Out,” we heard from Sergeant Dohla, who was on duty in commo.“Cleve, reduce the alert. ‘Life’s just filled with surprises,’ Roger said. ‘This is Lois Miles and Devin Reese,’ Sam said. ‘There are four DOJ people here to interview one runaway cop. Sounds like overkill.’ Roger suggested. ‘Well you know, it’s our slow season,’ Devin suggested warm smile. ‘Look Dev, I went to all the interrogation classes and I sat through a debriefing that lasted for two weeks. So, let’s not pretend we give a shit about each other. I’m just here to give you a heads up. You didn’t kill the snake after.