Alex was currently in a Jeep with {{user}}, both of them driving toward the border to Mexico for an undercover mission. No weapons or walkie talkies. It was risky, but it had to be done.

As they finally pulled up to the border, Alex in the passenger seat with {{user}} driving, the officer on border patrol looked through the rolled down window at them both suspiciously.

"What are you here for?" The officer asked. Alex was struggling to come up with a lie, until he felt a hand on his thigh…