I stayed late that evening, finishing up reports and clearing my desk. Some things I wasn’t able to do, so I just sent them back to my supervisor with a note that he needed to pass them off. I didn’t tell him anything about my assignment, for if he hadn’t been told by the brass, he didn’t have a need to know. Compartmentalization is the rule in this game.
When I went home, I packed. Since the sheet had said “light industrial”, I packed a pair of steel-toe flight deck boots from a job on an aircraft carrier. Short and long sleeved work shirts, all cut with some extra room. Jeans and work pants.
My personal gun selection was not huge. If I need something specialized, I normally can draw it from the armory at work or in the field. In a pocket under the laptop, I stowed a 4” .357 in a holster, along with 50 rounds of heavy magnum rounds, 50 rounds of 9mm hollowpoints, and 20 round of .38 wadcutters. The 9mm ammo was for a Smith & Wesson Ladysmith, the wadcutters for a Smith & Wesson Airweight. I dropped in two magazines for the 9mm, two speed loaders for the .357 and a couple of extra speed strips. Then I packed pens, two small notebooks and a digital camera.
