Bernhoff eased his car into the parking lot before speaking into his earpiece. “This is Charlie One Actual, I’m pulling up with him at…” Bernhoff looked up at the sign and snorted. “Fuckin’ Sugar Daddy’s burger barn… I don’t know. Fuckin’ burger stand. Let’s get One Two and One Three to take a forward position on 68, and One Four and One Five take a position south of here in case he turns around. Charlie Two you have command.” Bernhoff listened as the…