Page 99 of Backwater Justice
“That would make sense, given the location and proximity to the Canadian border and Ketchikan, Alaska.” Chris nodded.
“Milton is expecting you to bring this over for him to sign. It will give you and any other government agency permission to inspect the premises.”
“If we went the normal route, it could take days. Maybe weeks,” Annie added. “And if they suspect anything, they may dismantle their operations to avoid any connection to the two missing women.”
“Who are no longer missing,” Chris said.
“Yes, but no one knows they’ve been recovered except their immediate families. As far as law enforcement and the media are concerned, they are still missing.”
“Alright. I’ll get on it. Let’s have the address.”
“Er, there are a couple more things.”
“I knew it was too good to be true.” Chris smiled drolly.
“We have reason to believe Patricia poisoned Milton.”
“And you know this how?” He was bracing himself for what he was about to hear.
“A lab found traces of digitalis in the glass he was drinking from. There’s foxglove growing on the property.”
“And it’s a woman’s weapon of choice,” Maggie added.
Chris let out a slight laugh. “So, how are we going to pursue that?”
“Ah. He’s using the termwe,” Annie taunted.
“I’m already in up to my neck. Next item on the agenda, please.” Chris pulled out his phone. “I’ll call the DEA and have them on standby. I’ll need all the locations.”
“Perfect. I’ll text them to you now,” Myra said, and began scrolling through her phone for the information.
Annie cleared her throat. “This is the tricky part.”
“There’s more?” He raised an eyebrow.
“What we were thinking of doing is to confront Patricia, Oliver, and Milton at the same time. Well, actually, we’d give Milton a heads-up. No need for him to have another heart attack.”
Isabelle spoke next. “What about the congressman?”
Chris scrunched up his face. “A congressman?”
“Garret Lambeau,” Maggie said. “Oliver’s biological father.”
“This just keeps getting better and better.” Chris pursed his lips. “The guy is a slippery career politician.”
“Ha. Aren’t they all?” Annie snickered.
“He was one of the people trying to defund law enforcement,” Chris said.
“Well, maybe this will defund his retirement,” Maggie said.
“Doubtful. I don’t think even murder would get some of those jerks out of government,” Chris replied. “So what’s your plan?”
Myra laid it out for everyone, except the Pearl portion. Chris did not need to know, nor should he know, about that part of the plan. “Chris, you’ll go to Milton’s and get the letter signed. Do what you have to do to share it with the DEA.”
Chris looked at his phone. The addresses popped up on the screen. He forwarded them to his contact at the Drug Enforcement Administration.
“We have to get Oliver, Patricia, and Milton together before news breaks of the raids.”