Personal Narrative Essay

In the surveillance van parked down the block away from Edith’s destination, team of four hanged around waiting patiently for their take down.
Two officers sat on the Equipment Bench Seat along one side of the van covered in wall to wall carpet. The sergeant and one other sat on the opposite side of the van from the solid surface counter top covered with Dual LCD Monitors and Control Panels. The Equipment Rack underneath the counter tops were properly set up with Video Cassette Recording, Video Printer usage and Listening Equipment.
Along aside an Air Conditioner & Propane Heater Unit was set on cool to make their wait comfortable.
Staring blandly at the monitors the team of four got live video footage recording by planting the wireless video camera and recording conversation device into

“She’s now at the cocktail lounge and has settled in ordering a drink.”
“Gonzalez, we need to keep count on her alcohol use.” Sergeant Brian Jackson orders.
“Got it.” Officer Franco Gonzalez pulls out a note pad and pen from the equipment rack. Half hour into the wait the team noticed she was given another drink.
“Someone has sent Salazar a drink.”
“Who’s the stranger?” Sgt. Jackson anxiously asks as Officer Walker zooms in for a closer view. “Cruz Dominguez!” The excitement from their voices rumbled inside the van.
“What is Salazar doing?” Officer Hays curiously asks.
“She’s buying a rose from the rose woman and asked if she can deliver it to Cruz.” They waited patiently for Cruz’s next move. “And there he is, by her side.” Officer Walker was impressed with Edith’s performance and how quickly the dealer gave in with just a single red rose.
The team hovered around the monitor waiting for Edith’s next move.
“Gonzalez, how many drinks total?” Sgt. Jackson asks.
“From what I’ve counted so far it has been a total of three glass of vodka lemonade.”

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“That’s not good.” Sgt. Jackson now concerned. Few minutes later, she offers to