healthy
glow. Stacy wore her honey blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail
and she looked ten years younger than her thirty-five years. She
was petite, only 5’1 and about 115 pounds with inquisitive green
eyes and deep dimples in both cheeks.Stacy could light up a room
just with her presence.
“ Oh, there will be
payback.”
Rachel laughed. “I was expecting
it.”
“ I started looking into Ken
Collins last night,” Stacy said, adjusting her seat.
Rachel expected nothing less. Once
Stacy got a sniff of a good story, she was like a bulldog.
Persistence and determination were her middle names. She may be
small, but she was feisty.
“ What did you find out
about the marijuana operation?”
“ Well, I did some digging
around and found out a few things,” Stacy answered. “As you know,
Ken got started after the arrest of Jason Blum and Pedro Gonzalez.
He partnered with Paul Hart and they ran the grow operation out of
his barn. They produced a particular brand of marijuana called
Cush.”
“ Wait. There are different
types of marijuana?” Rachel interrupted.
“ Yes.” Stacy laughed.
“Remember when you could buy a huge dime bag for $10?”
“ I never did that kind of
stuff growing up.”
“ Yeah, right. I forgot –
you were a goody-goody cheerleader.” Stacy rolled her eyes.
“Anyway, now you can get all kinds of marijuana and it’s more
expensive than it was back in our day. It gives different kinds of
effects when you smoke it. Some highs are longer than others,
depending on what type of marijuana you smoke,” Stacy
explained.
“ I see you did your
homework. What kind of high does Cush have?”
“ Well, Gary, the guy I work
with at the Miami Sun, originally did the story on Ken. He was a
big help.” Stacy continued. “Cush is very popular with the younger
crowd, but also people who smoke it for medicinal reasons. It gives
a quicker and longer-lasting high. It’s costly, but it will last a
long time.”
“ So how much money were
they making?”
“ Gary said they were
clearing about fifty grand every couple of months. And here is the
interesting part. The guy Ken first arrested – Jason Blum? He was
cut a deal with the DA’s office in order to catch the bigger fish,
Pedro Gonzalez. So he got a slap on the wrist and probation. So
when Ken gets ready to start his little business, who does he turn
to handle distribution?”
“ Jason Blum?”
“ You got it. Smart, huh?
Jason already had the contacts. So Ken and Paul would sell to
Jason, who in turn distributed to other small-
time dealers. We are talking a street
value of about a couple million dollars worth of marijuana a year,
with plans to produce more.”
“ Wow. Not too bad for a
couple newbies.”
“ Of course, Ken thought
they were invincible. With him being a captain at the police
department, he had the perfect set-up. He kept his hands clean by
selling to Jason, the middle man, and kept his name out of where
the dope was coming from. Working at the department, he could keep
an eye on Jason and also an ear to the ground about any drug busts
going down before it happened.”
“ Well, if he had it so
good, then how did he get caught?” Rachel asked.
“ Good question.” Stacy
paused. “Ready for this? An anonymous tip. Somebody blew the
whistle on his operation.”
“ An anonymous tip brought
it all down?” Rachel asked, stunned by this information.
“ Yep. A couple of
undercover officers went sniffing around the Collin’s property
without a warrant. They couldn’t see much from the property line,
but apparently smelled marijuana, so they went back to the judge to
get a warrant. They raided the property while Ken was on duty. Sam
was home with the kids and let them in. They confiscated about a
million dollars’ worth of plants and several thousand dollars’
worth of equipment. They also searched the home and got a couple of
computers and other stuff,” Stacy said.
“ And Sam was implicated as
well?”
“ Yes,
glow. Stacy wore her honey blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail
and she looked ten years younger than her thirty-five years. She
was petite, only 5’1 and about 115 pounds with inquisitive green
eyes and deep dimples in both cheeks.Stacy could light up a room
just with her presence.
“ Oh, there will be
payback.”
Rachel laughed. “I was expecting
it.”
“ I started looking into Ken
Collins last night,” Stacy said, adjusting her seat.
Rachel expected nothing less. Once
Stacy got a sniff of a good story, she was like a bulldog.
Persistence and determination were her middle names. She may be
small, but she was feisty.
“ What did you find out
about the marijuana operation?”
“ Well, I did some digging
around and found out a few things,” Stacy answered. “As you know,
Ken got started after the arrest of Jason Blum and Pedro Gonzalez.
He partnered with Paul Hart and they ran the grow operation out of
his barn. They produced a particular brand of marijuana called
Cush.”
“ Wait. There are different
types of marijuana?” Rachel interrupted.
“ Yes.” Stacy laughed.
“Remember when you could buy a huge dime bag for $10?”
“ I never did that kind of
stuff growing up.”
“ Yeah, right. I forgot –
you were a goody-goody cheerleader.” Stacy rolled her eyes.
“Anyway, now you can get all kinds of marijuana and it’s more
expensive than it was back in our day. It gives different kinds of
effects when you smoke it. Some highs are longer than others,
depending on what type of marijuana you smoke,” Stacy
explained.
“ I see you did your
homework. What kind of high does Cush have?”
“ Well, Gary, the guy I work
with at the Miami Sun, originally did the story on Ken. He was a
big help.” Stacy continued. “Cush is very popular with the younger
crowd, but also people who smoke it for medicinal reasons. It gives
a quicker and longer-lasting high. It’s costly, but it will last a
long time.”
“ So how much money were
they making?”
“ Gary said they were
clearing about fifty grand every couple of months. And here is the
interesting part. The guy Ken first arrested – Jason Blum? He was
cut a deal with the DA’s office in order to catch the bigger fish,
Pedro Gonzalez. So he got a slap on the wrist and probation. So
when Ken gets ready to start his little business, who does he turn
to handle distribution?”
“ Jason Blum?”
“ You got it. Smart, huh?
Jason already had the contacts. So Ken and Paul would sell to
Jason, who in turn distributed to other small-
time dealers. We are talking a street
value of about a couple million dollars worth of marijuana a year,
with plans to produce more.”
“ Wow. Not too bad for a
couple newbies.”
“ Of course, Ken thought
they were invincible. With him being a captain at the police
department, he had the perfect set-up. He kept his hands clean by
selling to Jason, the middle man, and kept his name out of where
the dope was coming from. Working at the department, he could keep
an eye on Jason and also an ear to the ground about any drug busts
going down before it happened.”
“ Well, if he had it so
good, then how did he get caught?” Rachel asked.
“ Good question.” Stacy
paused. “Ready for this? An anonymous tip. Somebody blew the
whistle on his operation.”
“ An anonymous tip brought
it all down?” Rachel asked, stunned by this information.
“ Yep. A couple of
undercover officers went sniffing around the Collin’s property
without a warrant. They couldn’t see much from the property line,
but apparently smelled marijuana, so they went back to the judge to
get a warrant. They raided the property while Ken was on duty. Sam
was home with the kids and let them in. They confiscated about a
million dollars’ worth of plants and several thousand dollars’
worth of equipment. They also searched the home and got a couple of
computers and other stuff,” Stacy said.
“ And Sam was implicated as
well?”
“ Yes,
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