Zach pulls into his driveway, he notices the cruiser coming up which prompts him to quickly park and kill the engine. The other cruiser pulls up the street and Zach eye's meet with the sheriff's. He steps out of the car and closes the door, he doesn't have anything in his hand but the keys to his car. "Hey Sheriff, what can I do for you?" He asks acting cool and clam, the sheriff had been the one who had arrested him for his stalking case. He hadn't seen the FOGEY since his arrest and after his rehab, he had become accustomed to stay out of the law's grasp. Despite his sometimes, outlandish speeding but he always seemed to beat the cops on the jump - well not this time at least.

His hands rested on his jean pockets as he stood outside of his car, the door closed and locked and his left fist gripping the keys. The wind seemed to eerily breeze as they all stood their. The sheriff was probably here about Suzie, he didn't kill her or kidnap her. If they were here to arrest him, they were weeks late. Besides, it was sketchy that there was another car to back up the sheriff. It wasn't good - whatever he was going to say anyway. Regardless, running would make this worse if he even tried - or considered it.

For now he was going to watch how this played out.