WHERE THE CRAWFISH SWIM by Andrea Smith

Author:Andrea Smith
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: true crime fiction, Pike County Murders; mass murders
Publisher: Meatball Taster Publishing, LLC
Published: 2022-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Dalton reported for work at the Hatfield place Saturday morning. His senses were now on high alert since Billy Ray had shared what he’d done with Dalton a couple of weeks back while they were fishing. It might explain why there hadn’t been any deliveries in over a month - or did it?

There could be other reasons for that, in particular, the argument Vince and Harlan had that Billy overheard. He’d need to fill Jack in on the latest when he met with him later that day.

Everything at the compound seemed normal. Harlan came out to where Dalton was mixing grain, chewing on his signature toothpick. “What’s new Dalton?” he asked.

“You tell me Harlan,” Dalton replied. “Things seem a bit tense around these parts lately. What’s going on?”

Harlan shrugged his shoulders. “Beats me. Plenty around here to keep us all busy. We like sticking together, know what I mean?”

Dalton nodded. “I do.”

“Sometimes it’s just best to keep close and maintain a low profile if you catch my drift.”

Dalton knew Harlan was sending a message. He wasn’t sure of the intent. He remained silent filling a bucket with the grain mix to feed the goats.

“Hey, Daddy says once you finish here if you’d stack the bales of straw we just got in over at the small barn against the far wall.”

“I’ll do it,” Dalton replied. “What are you up to today?”

“Aww . . . not much. Hey, Tammy had her baby night before last. A baby boy. She named him Barton. I’m headed to pick her up from the hospital. Her boyfriend finally found himself a job and can’t leave work.”

“Well tell Tammy congrats for me,” Dalton replied. “How does Madison feel about having a baby brother?”

Harlan laughed, “Who knows? At two years old her world is pretty much all about her. See ya later, Dalton.”

“Later Harlan.”

∞

Jack was already at their meeting place sipping coffee when Dalton slid into the booth across from him. “Just an iced tea for me darlin’,” he said as the server approached, “With extra lemon slices on the side.”

Jack gave a slight snort. “You sure do fit in well down here, I give you that Edwards,” he said. “So what’s the word?”

“You tell me,” Dalton replied in a hushed tone. “You got my message about the convo I had with a local. Who’s looking into shit down here?”

“I’ve checked with partner agencies,” Jack replied, “I don’t know who this guy went to, but it wasn’t any of the state or federal authorities. This totally blows your whole damn assignment down here, you realize that, don’t you? You’ve been down here for six friggin’ months, Dalton, and what have we got? I’ll tell you what we’ve got: We’ve got some videos of a plane landing with a bogus tail number; we’ve got unidentifiable people delivering unknown cargo, oh and let’s not forget, we’ve got some hydroponic weed that barely rises to a first degree felony. The most we can nail them on are the poppies growing in the damn basement! So, we are now totally fucked on what the cartel had going.

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