Smuggler's Blues: The Saga of a Marijuana Importer by Jay Carter Brown

Author:Jay Carter Brown [Brown, Jay Carter]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: True Crime, TRU000000, General, Criminals & Outlaws, Biography & Autobiography, BIO026000
ISBN: 9781550227833
Google: zXKVdJhDWosC
Amazon: 1550227831
Publisher: ECW Press
Published: 2007-07-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

I’m in Sales, So I’m Always a Little Stressed

The call came at 8 a.m. It was from Louise Miller. Had I heard from John? Upon hearing her question, my heart sank. I had been awake since 6 a.m. and I, too, was wondering why no one had called me yet. I was starting to feel somewhere between a little concerned and a little pissed off.

“No, I have not heard from John,” I told Louise “But I’ll look into it right away.”

I called Irving’s house. No answer. That was impossible. I knew for a fact that Jane was there waiting for Irving’s return. A few hours later, a news flash came on the radio. Several people had been arrested on a charge of importing hashish in an airplane. The final confirmation of the disaster came when Barbara got a phone call from Jane, a few hours after the newscast, asking her to feed and walk Nitro. Jane was in jail but was expected to be released soon. John Miller and Irving and everyone involved in the Bahamas scam were in jail, Jane said. She could not tell us any more at the time but the bad news kept coming. Freddie Peters and Little Irving had been picked up by the police while waiting with Jane for Big Irving to return home. The cops came to Irving’s house in force and threatened to shoot the dog through the glass if Jane did not put Nitro away and open the security grilled front door. Freddie had managed to flush his air tickets to the Bahamas down the toilet before the police gained entrance, but he was brought downtown and charged with conspiracy anyway. Little Irving’s involvement in the scam had been documented by the RCMP surveillance team, and so he, too, was arrested. I am certain it didn’t help that he was running around at the deserted airfield waving a gun.

When the police team came in to Irving’s house, they arrested everyone there and took them downtown to sort it all out. Luc Lavoie slipped the net because he said he could not find his way back to Irving’s house for the final celebrations, after unloading the plane at the airfield. Personally, I think he was too smart to find his way back. I never really knew Luc that well, although we hung out for a period of time. Luc was an ex-Montreal Police Force cop who was thrown off the force for fixing tickets or some other petty infraction. The only problem I had with Luc was that he was too well-mannered and cultured to be a criminal. With my paranoia about cops, I never quite let my guard down around Luc. I did, however, at his insistence, keep a bottle of his favourite Scotch on hand in case he came by my house for a drink.

As far as the hash importation and possession charges were concerned, John Miller and Irving were dead bang gone, to use the terminology of the joint.

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