63 Grand Coulee, Washington, November 24, 0950 Hrs (1650Z)

Grand Coulee, Washington, November 24, 0950 Hrs (1650Z)

Robert heard a helicopter fly over. They seemed to be looking for someone, but he wasn't sure. He dressed quickly and walked out of the door to the motel room, Nothing looked amiss. He shrugged, walked over to the rental and drove off. He was hungry and was looking for a small diner or something to eat at. It would be one of his last opportunities to do so if they succeeded with their plan. As he sat at the table he became distinctly aware that there were quite a few people in suits in the diner. There was nothing out of the ordinary about the cars out front. Just a collection of dark colored sedans and SUV's. Robert stopped and looked around at the people in the diner again. Several of them had jackets on that said 'FEMA' So FEMA is in town... wonder if they know something... He thought to himself. He remembered seeing a Lodge that was used for events when he was running around doing recon. Maybe they all just happened to be here for a conference or something. "We're going to get heading toward the high school, See you guys when you get there." One of the people wearing a FEMA jacket said to another. "okay, We'll be along shortly." One of the other people said. He was wearing a polo and slacks. It was unseasonably warm in Washington State and had been for the last few days. "I want to run up to the Power Switching Yard and take a look around. The Briefing is at noon, right?" "Yeah." Jacket said. "Hopefully we have some updates and can get some help." Get some help? Robert thought, there's twenty of you in this diner... I need to let Sam know that FEMA is snooping around the Power Switching yard.