Blood in the Bayou: A Bone-Chilling FBI Thriller by C. M. Sutter

Author:C. M. Sutter [Sutter, C. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-08T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 29

Robby arrived at the hunting club at six forty-five and stepped up to the counter and asked for a membership application. After being handed the sheet on a clipboard, he took a seat along with several other people in the lounge area and filled in the information.

At seven o’clock, the new attendees moved to the meeting room, where they watched a video showing all the benefits that the club offered. There were biweekly meetings, indoor and outdoor ranges, private training, a shooting store and gift shop, and a bar and restaurant. After the video, Mark LaFleur stepped up to the podium, welcomed the new members, and took questions. By eight o’clock, the room where a meet and greet cocktail party was set to take place had filled with existing members. It was scheduled to end at ten o’clock. By then, Robby was certain he would have Billy Bennett and Mark LaFleur in his back pocket.

People mingled and introduced themselves. Robby knew Billy’s face only by his picture on the website, and he scanned the room for him while enjoying hors d’oeuvres and wine.

Ah, there he is. Time to let him know what a lucky guy he is to meet me, and I’ll be repeating my credentials to Mark LaFleur, too, before the night is over.

Robby approached Billy Bennett and reached out to shake his hand. “Billy Bennett?”

“Yes, that’s me, and you are?”

“Robert Williams, a new member of this group. Pleasure to make your acquaintance. I have a question that was never asked during the question and answer session.”

“Shoot.”

They both laughed. “Good one.”

Billy nodded, clearly pleased with himself. “I’ll admit, I use that often. So, what’s your question?”

“It wasn’t mentioned on the video, so I was just wondering if the club owns any hunting land that’s used exclusively for members.”

Billy scratched his cheek. “Unfortunately not. Most of our members are city boys who don’t own land of their own and either shoot at the range, enjoy the amenities here at the club, or go out on public land to shoot.”

“Where I bet a lot of other members go.”

“Well, that is true. It seems to scare away the wild pigs, so we have to keep going deeper and deeper into bayou country to find land that isn’t so populated.”

“Maybe I can help out with that—essentially a barter system. If my membership fees are waived, I’ll allow people to hunt on my property.”

Mark strolled up on the conversation, and Billy made the introductions. “Mark LaFleur, this is Robert Williams, and it sounds like he has an interesting proposition for the club.”

Mark appeared to be intrigued. “Really? And what’s that?”

“Let me explain it to you over another glass of wine.”

The three men found seats at a corner table in the bar.

“Now, what is it you have to offer, Mr. Williams?”

“Just call me Rob. Most of my friends do.”

“Okay, Rob, go ahead.”

“Well, I own two hundred acres of pristine land that backs up to the bayous around Dulac.”

Mark grunted. “That’s a half hour away.”

“Yes, it is, and that’s why it’s still good hunting land.

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