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been charged with running what
officials describe as a multi-million dollar marijuana
operation.
Kenneth Jay Collins, 35, has been
charged with trafficking marijuana, possession with intent to sell,
plus manufacturing a hallucinogen, according to arrest records. He
is being held without bond in the Walton County jail.
His attorney, Suzette Breland
said, “I haven’t had a chance to get into the allegations with my
client.”
He is scheduled to be in court
next Tuesday.
Collins owns a home on fourteen
acres in the rural part of Santa Rosa Beach, where undercover
officers found over 600 marijuana plants, 40 pounds of marijuana
and several grow rooms with high tech watering and lighting
systems, which operated on a $30,000 generator, police spokesman
John Paulsen said.
Paulsen also said an accomplice
would be charged in the next couple of days.
Rachel thought it was time to meet
with Paul Hart. If Ken was getting threats, maybe Paul was too. She
picked up the phone book to see if he was listed. There was only
one Paul Hart in the directory. Here goes nothing, she thought as
she dialed the number.
Chapter Fourteen
Santa Rosa Beach, Thursday
1:20 PM
When Rachel first talked to
Paul, he was initially reluctant at first to meet with her. She was
used to it. Most people didn’t want to get involved in an
investigation which involved a missing person. She played the guilt
card, don’t you want to help your best
friend find his wife , and she hated to do
that, but it worked. She got lucky and was able to get him to agree
to meet with her. After having a quick bite with Stacy at the beach
house, she drove over to the Donut Hole to meet with
him.
She walked into the popular diner and
spotted him immediately. He looked just like the picture that ran
along side of the article she had read. He was the only redhead in
the diner with a thick, bushy handlebar mustache. She walked up to
his table and introduced herself.
“ So you want to talk to me
about Sam.”
“ Yes,” Rachel said, sitting
down at his table. “Thanks for meeting with me.”
“ You realize I’m not
supposed to talk about this. My attorney didn’t think it was a good
idea with the trial coming up and everything.”
“ Yes. I know.”
The waitress came over and took
Rachel’s drink order of sweet tea with lemon.
“ You should try the
special. Meatloaf is good today,” Paul suggested.
“ Thank you, but I already
ate,” Rachel politely declined. “I don’t want to do anything to
compromise the investigation. I’m only interested in any
information about Sam.”
“ Yes, I could get in a
shit-load of trouble…on top of everything else that is going on.”
Paul nervously picked at his nails. “But Sam is in trouble and I
figure I am part of the reason.”
“ Why is that?” Rachel
asked.
Paul looked at her like she was an
idiot or something. “Because.” He said his words slowly and
quietly. “Of what Ken and I did. The marijuana
operation.”
“ But what would it have to
do with Sam’s disappearance?”
Paul looked around the restaurant and
leaned over to whisper, “We put those Mexicans out of business.
They didn’t take lightly to that. They are out for blood. Don’t
matter if it’s mine or Ken’s. They start with our family and work
their way in.”
“ You think Pedro Gonzalez
may have done something with Sam?”
Paul nodded his head.
“ Pedro would know Sam’s
schedule?”
“ Yeah. It wouldn’t be hard
to figure out, especially if he was following her. She works every
three days, twenty-four shifts. Like I said, he was out for
revenge.”
“ What kind of relationship
do you have with Sam?”
Paul thought about it for a minute
before he answered. “I grew up with Sam. We have known each other
since grade school. I was best friends with her older brother
Breck. We all went to firefighter school down in Ocala together.
Sam and I joined the department within a couple of months of each
other. Breck
officials describe as a multi-million dollar marijuana
operation.
Kenneth Jay Collins, 35, has been
charged with trafficking marijuana, possession with intent to sell,
plus manufacturing a hallucinogen, according to arrest records. He
is being held without bond in the Walton County jail.
His attorney, Suzette Breland
said, “I haven’t had a chance to get into the allegations with my
client.”
He is scheduled to be in court
next Tuesday.
Collins owns a home on fourteen
acres in the rural part of Santa Rosa Beach, where undercover
officers found over 600 marijuana plants, 40 pounds of marijuana
and several grow rooms with high tech watering and lighting
systems, which operated on a $30,000 generator, police spokesman
John Paulsen said.
Paulsen also said an accomplice
would be charged in the next couple of days.
Rachel thought it was time to meet
with Paul Hart. If Ken was getting threats, maybe Paul was too. She
picked up the phone book to see if he was listed. There was only
one Paul Hart in the directory. Here goes nothing, she thought as
she dialed the number.
Chapter Fourteen
Santa Rosa Beach, Thursday
1:20 PM
When Rachel first talked to
Paul, he was initially reluctant at first to meet with her. She was
used to it. Most people didn’t want to get involved in an
investigation which involved a missing person. She played the guilt
card, don’t you want to help your best
friend find his wife , and she hated to do
that, but it worked. She got lucky and was able to get him to agree
to meet with her. After having a quick bite with Stacy at the beach
house, she drove over to the Donut Hole to meet with
him.
She walked into the popular diner and
spotted him immediately. He looked just like the picture that ran
along side of the article she had read. He was the only redhead in
the diner with a thick, bushy handlebar mustache. She walked up to
his table and introduced herself.
“ So you want to talk to me
about Sam.”
“ Yes,” Rachel said, sitting
down at his table. “Thanks for meeting with me.”
“ You realize I’m not
supposed to talk about this. My attorney didn’t think it was a good
idea with the trial coming up and everything.”
“ Yes. I know.”
The waitress came over and took
Rachel’s drink order of sweet tea with lemon.
“ You should try the
special. Meatloaf is good today,” Paul suggested.
“ Thank you, but I already
ate,” Rachel politely declined. “I don’t want to do anything to
compromise the investigation. I’m only interested in any
information about Sam.”
“ Yes, I could get in a
shit-load of trouble…on top of everything else that is going on.”
Paul nervously picked at his nails. “But Sam is in trouble and I
figure I am part of the reason.”
“ Why is that?” Rachel
asked.
Paul looked at her like she was an
idiot or something. “Because.” He said his words slowly and
quietly. “Of what Ken and I did. The marijuana
operation.”
“ But what would it have to
do with Sam’s disappearance?”
Paul looked around the restaurant and
leaned over to whisper, “We put those Mexicans out of business.
They didn’t take lightly to that. They are out for blood. Don’t
matter if it’s mine or Ken’s. They start with our family and work
their way in.”
“ You think Pedro Gonzalez
may have done something with Sam?”
Paul nodded his head.
“ Pedro would know Sam’s
schedule?”
“ Yeah. It wouldn’t be hard
to figure out, especially if he was following her. She works every
three days, twenty-four shifts. Like I said, he was out for
revenge.”
“ What kind of relationship
do you have with Sam?”
Paul thought about it for a minute
before he answered. “I grew up with Sam. We have known each other
since grade school. I was best friends with her older brother
Breck. We all went to firefighter school down in Ocala together.
Sam and I joined the department within a couple of months of each
other. Breck
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