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Authors: Vivienne Savage
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need anything else, like help moving her things.”
Where would I be without the support of my friends? “Nah. We’re going to start tomorrow.”
We waited two days instead, taking Wednesday as a cooling off time away from each other to decide what was best. While waiting, I contacted Argus and placed my thumb on a couple contacts who owed me favors. I prepared for the worst possible outcome, which was Leigh deciding she wanted me to go after Judge Ritts. Alternatively, if she wanted to fight, a fancy lawyer from San Antonio was waiting to come to the rescue. The man was so good my pal Argus claimed by the time he finished our defense, Sophia would be back in Leigh’s care and her grandparents would be paying child support.
Leigh didn’t want that either.
By Thursday, I drove up in my Escalade to find her wrapping photo frames and small keepsakes. Russ planned to visit later in the evening to fetch her couch with his pickup. It was too new to leave behind like the bed.
I waited until the next day, after she was long gone and clear of reprisal before calling the police department about her dealing neighbors. While Leigh unpacked some of her clothes into her new bedroom, I snuck away into my office and got on the line to the Quickdraw Police Department.
“We’re aware of some problems from that house, Mr. MacArthur,” the young woman said. She didn’t sound like an officer and had to be one of the girls in the office since I knew we had an all-male force.
“Excuse me?” I asked. “If your officers are aware of it, why aren’t they doing anything?”
“I can’t answer those questions over the—”
“I’d like to speak to the chief.” She put me through a ten minute wait before Montgomery answered the line.
“What can I do for you, Mr. MacArthur?”
“There are people openly dealing drugs down on Denning Street and you aren’t doing anything about it?”
“We’ve gotten calls, Mr. MacArthur, nothing else. There’s no proof of wrongdoing there.”
“That’s bullshit, Montgomery, and you know it. I sat outside Leigh’s house fifteen minutes the other day and saw everything I needed to know. They’ve even got the little kid rushing down the steps to peddle their dope because they’re too lazy to get off their asses.” Leigh had a card from her CPS caseworker, and while I hated to get any parent into trouble with the law, my conscience wouldn’t allow it to rest. I had to call.
“Now hold on a minute, Ian.”
“Oh, now we’re on a first name basis, are we? My fiancée is out of that house now, but I want to know what you plan to do about it. I can drive through north side at any hour of the day and catch a handful of drug deals going down by the Dixie Quarters. Why is this happening?”
“There are things happening behind the scenes that I can’t discuss,” Montgomery said. His snide tone made me wish I could strangle him over the line. “Sometimes, it’s to our benefit to allow some small fish to go free until we catch the keepers, if you get my drift.”
“ Some small fish to go free? It’s become very apparent that Quickdraw has a 100% catch and release program in effect,” I said dryly.
Montgomery silenced. I pictured him fuming in his office and grinned. “I won’t discuss police matters over the line, MacArthur. I can only tell you to take comfort in knowing we’ve got it under control.”
“Thanks for your time.” I ended the call and glanced up to see Leigh in the doorway, frowning.
“Is everything okay, Ian?”
“Oh, everything’s great. Nothing I can’t handle,” I said. She didn’t need to be bothered any more on the matter. “Did you get Petunia settled in yet?”
“Oh yeah. She loves it here. Those puppies ought to be here any day now, too.”
Richard and Gloria James showed up at my home the following afternoon as we were unloading cleaning supplies from our final trip out to her old house. Everything was ready to go on the market.
“I’m
Where would I be without the support of my friends? “Nah. We’re going to start tomorrow.”
We waited two days instead, taking Wednesday as a cooling off time away from each other to decide what was best. While waiting, I contacted Argus and placed my thumb on a couple contacts who owed me favors. I prepared for the worst possible outcome, which was Leigh deciding she wanted me to go after Judge Ritts. Alternatively, if she wanted to fight, a fancy lawyer from San Antonio was waiting to come to the rescue. The man was so good my pal Argus claimed by the time he finished our defense, Sophia would be back in Leigh’s care and her grandparents would be paying child support.
Leigh didn’t want that either.
By Thursday, I drove up in my Escalade to find her wrapping photo frames and small keepsakes. Russ planned to visit later in the evening to fetch her couch with his pickup. It was too new to leave behind like the bed.
I waited until the next day, after she was long gone and clear of reprisal before calling the police department about her dealing neighbors. While Leigh unpacked some of her clothes into her new bedroom, I snuck away into my office and got on the line to the Quickdraw Police Department.
“We’re aware of some problems from that house, Mr. MacArthur,” the young woman said. She didn’t sound like an officer and had to be one of the girls in the office since I knew we had an all-male force.
“Excuse me?” I asked. “If your officers are aware of it, why aren’t they doing anything?”
“I can’t answer those questions over the—”
“I’d like to speak to the chief.” She put me through a ten minute wait before Montgomery answered the line.
“What can I do for you, Mr. MacArthur?”
“There are people openly dealing drugs down on Denning Street and you aren’t doing anything about it?”
“We’ve gotten calls, Mr. MacArthur, nothing else. There’s no proof of wrongdoing there.”
“That’s bullshit, Montgomery, and you know it. I sat outside Leigh’s house fifteen minutes the other day and saw everything I needed to know. They’ve even got the little kid rushing down the steps to peddle their dope because they’re too lazy to get off their asses.” Leigh had a card from her CPS caseworker, and while I hated to get any parent into trouble with the law, my conscience wouldn’t allow it to rest. I had to call.
“Now hold on a minute, Ian.”
“Oh, now we’re on a first name basis, are we? My fiancée is out of that house now, but I want to know what you plan to do about it. I can drive through north side at any hour of the day and catch a handful of drug deals going down by the Dixie Quarters. Why is this happening?”
“There are things happening behind the scenes that I can’t discuss,” Montgomery said. His snide tone made me wish I could strangle him over the line. “Sometimes, it’s to our benefit to allow some small fish to go free until we catch the keepers, if you get my drift.”
“ Some small fish to go free? It’s become very apparent that Quickdraw has a 100% catch and release program in effect,” I said dryly.
Montgomery silenced. I pictured him fuming in his office and grinned. “I won’t discuss police matters over the line, MacArthur. I can only tell you to take comfort in knowing we’ve got it under control.”
“Thanks for your time.” I ended the call and glanced up to see Leigh in the doorway, frowning.
“Is everything okay, Ian?”
“Oh, everything’s great. Nothing I can’t handle,” I said. She didn’t need to be bothered any more on the matter. “Did you get Petunia settled in yet?”
“Oh yeah. She loves it here. Those puppies ought to be here any day now, too.”
Richard and Gloria James showed up at my home the following afternoon as we were unloading cleaning supplies from our final trip out to her old house. Everything was ready to go on the market.
“I’m
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