It was during my lunch break when I found the trespasser. But at this point it was out of my jurisdiction to confront him. Allegedly he was discovered sleeping on federal property, and another Officer made him leave. The next evening he tried to come back, and once again he was dismissed. I was on my lunch break when I was called by my supervisor to locate a trespasser wearing a black hood and backpack who was roaming the parking lot. So putting out my Newport and crushing my redbull I began searching in my little blue car. I circled the property three times, even coordinating with other Officers, but the trespasser was no where to be found. At this point I gave up, and with fifteen minutes left in my lunch I decided to go to the neighboring gasstation to grab another redbull. (Shut up, I love redbull!) Anyways, there he was laid out against the wall of an ExxonMobil gasstation. So I snapped a picture and showed my supervisor who confirmed that this was the trespasser. I alerted the gasstation clerk that somebody was sleeping on the side of his store. The clerk immediately went out to confront him. The trespasser lifted his head and as I got a closer look at his face I realized..."Jon!?". The trespasser was my nephew.
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