Best Laid Plans by Tinnean

Author:Tinnean
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tinnean
Published: 2016-01-30T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

JAMESON WANTED THE job done as soon as possible, so by Friday, January 11, Deuce had his men down in Savannah and in position. The morning had been busy, and the afternoon was going to be even busier.

Deuce pulled the SCANA Energy truck he’d appropriated into the parking lot of the motel where Jameson was staying and grinned.

It was on the outside of town and kind of rundown—he’d been in it to get his orders when he first arrived in Savannah with three other men he knew he could trust. The carpeting was worn, the bedding smelled of mothballs, and mold grew in all the corners of the tiny bathroom. Deuce had lived in worse places, but he was willing to bet his butt Jameson was pissed as hell to have to stay there.

He tapped on the door.

“Yes?”

“It’s Deuce.”

There was the sound of the lock being turned, and then the door opened. Jameson stood there in a cardigan sweater. He shivered as the chill January breeze slipped past Deuce and hit him. The temperature was in the mid-forties, and he had the heat in the room cranked up.

Deuce could see how uncomfortable he was and made a point to conceal his distain. College boys. Jameson had been ready to give up on surveillance. It was a good thing Deuce was on the job. And it was a good thing Georgia natives had their lawns mowed no matter the time of year.

“Shut the door.” Jameson turned away and stalked toward the small sofa. He threw himself down on it and negligently crossed his legs. “What have you got for me?”

“Ace, Stan, and Trip are keeping an eye on the place.” He’d worked with these men often, and trusted them. Right now they were riding lawnmowers, blowing the grass cuttings into the street, and edging the sidewalk a few houses away from the Jackson place. Their job was to learn as much as they could about the area.

Some people were gonna come home from work and be surprised to find their yards manicured.

Deuce’s men would have tried for the Jackson property itself, but it turned out Jackson preferred to mow his lawn himself, although he left trimming the shrubs to a couple of guys from his construction crew.

“And?”

“You were right. No one suspects the gas man. They were having a barbecue and I went to read the meter on the next house over, which was some distance away from them. They didn’t pay any attention to me, but I was close enough to overhear their plans. Jackson’s going to Home Depot after the barbecue—he wants to pick up lumber to build a small shed—” Or something. “The woman and the kid are going with him. We can grab them there.”

“What about Jackson?”

“What about him?”

“I asked some questions about him, and it seems he’s very protective.”

“Boss—” Jesus, Deuce hoped Jameson hadn’t blown their plans sky high. Dr. Gautier, the person he really worked for, wouldn’t be happy; and when Dr. G. wasn’t happy, no one was happy.

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