*I pull 400 up to where the rest are setting the tent up. I give a quick manual siren as I approach. As we step out of the truck the frigid air hits us. Katie and I grab our coffees from the cup holders. James hands me my black north face jacket from the back seat. We walk over to the rest of the group. I set my coffee down on the hood of the truck as I put my jacket over my gray polo shirt covering my off duty gun and shield.*
'Morning, What's the plan?'