Trike Patrol - Irish -

Aoife exhales. "They bought it."

The wide front track of the Spyder is intimidating. It looks like a futuristic snowplow. The high-intensity strobes flash once—a silent, blinding pulse. The men freeze. In their world, the Garda arrive in loud, slow cars. They do not arrive on silent, wide, three-wheeled specters that appear out of the fog like a Celtic war chariot. Trike Patrol - Irish

Author’s Note: This piece draws on real tactics used by rural Garda units, including the use of modified trikes for surveillance in difficult terrain, though the specific unit depicted is fictional. Aoife exhales