The smell of corruption was becoming overbearing. He knew the corrupt practices of the Police and he smelt a cover up. Despite the lack of evidence, h... attempted to get lawyers interested in the case. He found one who had attempted to help, but was ultimately unsuccessful in bringing the two cops to justice.Things continued to spiral from there. A year after they buried their son, he and his wife got a divorce.He was unable to face his wife; their relationship was built around their son. He was. He couldn't just walk into the women's locker room just like that. What if he got caught? Then she remembered that everyone else had left already. It was just the two of them. No, she was sure she must have been imagining things. He wouldn't really be in there with her... would he?Her heart was racing as she turned off the shower. She listened carefully, but there was nothing but the sound of remaining water running down the drain. Slowly, cautiously, she grabbed hold of the curtain. She told. They screamed and ran when I started the damned thing but they were amazed at the way it dispatched the saplings. I even cut them to lengths so it would be easier to make drying racks.Teechi had a leap of inspiration then and asked me if I could cut a deadfall she pointed out into smaller pieces. She explained that it was the best wood for smoking. I noticed that it was hickory and I agreed with her smoking wood selection but now it was my turn to worry about my saw. Hickory can be hell on saws. His emails to the men he had sent to San Diego were shorter, just inquiries, really. The answers were even briefer: two of the snatches were on schedule for San Diego, one location had to move, and a contingent from San Diego was going to Phoenix to handle that pickup. It would be even easier there.A complication, nothing more. This time next week, he should have three little girls, sleeping peacefully in the belly of a tomato delivery truck, returning to Mexico with its cargo hold filled with.