The Guardian

moments later, Dorsey climbed out of the cab, the engine still running. He headed back into the house.
    Dorsey was getting ready to move and the Guardian was going to be on him like glue.
    Approximately twenty minutes later Dorsey came out of his house and climbed into his truck. He hit the throttle a few times, pulled out of the spot, and rolled out onto Nellis heading south. The Guardian was right behind him.
    He followed him to the entrance ramp of the freeway. They got on and headed south on I-15. They pulled off on Blue Diamond Road and into the truck stop there. Evidently, Dorsey was picking up his load. It was very difficult for the Guardian to stay unnoticed here. The place was lit up like Christmas. It was very busy with trucks and cars coming and going. All he could do was pull in off to the side, away from all the traffic and hope that he wouldn’t be noticed. All the while he was keeping Dorsey in his line of vision. He didn’t want to loose him.
    Dorsey went inside, was gone about thirty minutes or so and then came out. He climbed back up into his truck and proceeded to go for the box he was going to be pulling.
    The Guardian watched as he backed up to the box, made the connection, climbed out. Next he connected all the air lines, and various other connections necessary to make the lights and brakes work. He cranked the support wheels of the box up into their storage position. He climbed back into the cab and proceeded to pull out. The Guardian wasn’t sure where he was going, but that would give him time to watch the house while he was gone.
    This one was definitely going to be a challenge. That was no surprise as this monster had been flying under the radar for a very long time and for good reason.
    As they rolled down the highway, the Guardian’s mind began to work. Perhaps he should focus on the roommate, the mother of the kids that he lived with. He could give the information to Halloway and he could put someone on her. They would be able to monitor her and do surveillance on her. They would be able to use it as evidence to help her ex-husband get the kids. He wasn’t exactly sure about the legality of that though. Did they have to have probable cause? He could video tape them from a distance. Should he try to give him the video to substantiate that? He wondered if he should video the mother. He could give that to Halloway. They could use that to go after the mother. Could they even use it as evidence? He had a lot of questions that needed to be answered. It was evident that he would have to call Halloway to get some advice.
    Many things needed to be taken into consideration. However, he wasn’t going to sit on his butt and just think about it. It was much better to be out here, tailing this scum and getting something. Anything was better than nothing that could be used as evidence.
    What he really needed to do was to find a way inside that house. As far as he could see that was just not an option. Right now, he would have to come up with something very creative. He’d have to watch the place for a time to determine any patterns that they had. The Guardian decided that was what he would do. It seemed as though it was going to take longer than he planned.
    That was okay. He had the patience for it. He knew that the end was worth the means.
    Chapter 98
    Halloway and Griffin left the Child Welfare Offices facility. John was driving, heading nowhere in particular. He just wanted to get away.
    “Want to go get a bite to eat somewhere. My stomach thinks my throats been cut?” He asked
    “Sure, I think I ate sometime yesterday, let me see, I think it was Chinese.” She said smiling.
    “That’s right, God, it seems like that was days ago.”
    “Ya, well, speaking of that, what’s next?” She was looking at him.
    “What’s next as in what exactly?”
    Geez-o-petes, she thought. That was just like a guy. A night of the best killer sex she’d had in God knows how long and he wants to know what exactly, typical guy.
    “Well, gee, let me see. I came to your place, massaged your knees, filled your gut with some excellent Chinese I might add. We ripped our clothes off of each other like sex craved maniacs and made love all night. We made love nearly all of the next day then went to work feeling half dead. So what part don’t you get exactly?”
    “I know, I’m sorry. I guess I wasn’t sure exactly what you meant.” He had a sheepish look on his face now.
    “Okay, John, let me see if I can