"Derek, we don't have any badges," I said in a low voice, feeling a bit panicked.

"Well, let's see. Maybe we won't need any," Derek said, moving the truck up slightly. As we drew near, we noticed that the guards waved some guys on while others they checked their IDs. Soon, there was just one truck ahead of us.

"Well, this is it," Brandon interjected. "Be ready in case this goes bad."

A minute later, it was our turn. Derek waited for the guard to speak first. ...