Spc. Crota gasped as he saw Aisha. "Sir, I think you made a mistake. These are all government agents," he said.
"Perhaps they can show some ID? And exactly what could in Oregon that would require the government's intervention?" the logger asked.
"We were dispatched to Oregon to find an illegal drug growing operation." Spc. Crota knew it was a bald lie but he hoped it would work.
"Well in any case, you won't find drugs here." the logger, who happened to be the foreman, said. He led Spc. Crota into the office trailer and showed him the permit that allowed Nemus Forestry to legally fell trees.
"Sorry for the intrusion," Spc. Crota said.
"No problem," the foreman then led Spc. Crota to the group.
"All right, you if you are who this Rattlesnake claims you are, produce some government ID. And no funny business," he demanded.
The loggers let Zachary, Aisha and Alfred stand up but still kept their weapons trained on them.
Zachary slowly reached for his wallet and Alfred did the same, all while the loggers had their weapons aimed at them.
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The logger led Aimee to a pistol placed on a folding table. "We confiscated that pistol from one of the suspects," he said. "Also, did you notice that some of our trucks are sporting bullet holes?"