Well, it's someone godly hour to stake out.

This is, I gotta say, the guys who do this and move is like real bored, but they have

newspapers, snacks.

You gotta explain what we're staking out.

Oh, yeah.

So we're staking out Patrick McKenna's house in the Idaho Club Gated Community, Country

Club Community, whatever you wanna call it.

We gain access by saying we're here for dinner and right now we're not near the Country Club,

we're near his house, parked in a little divot on the side of the road, next to some very

tall trees waiting for his car to drive past us.

Dark, curving road ahead of us.

Yeah, so hoping they come back and feed them fucking dogs tonight they got there.

Nah, then we can take those dogs legally by right.

There are.

They've been abandoned by their owners for more than six hours.

You've probably just suddenly adopted a Southern accent.

Well, I think that we should have to dark here.

So we're sitting there.

The car is getting increasingly muggy, fogged up, thick, with anticipation.

There's a faint and yet sometimes bright.

Yeah.

Green light coming from the front seat.

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