Chapter Twenty-Nine
“What about the m*******a grow ops Dan’s running again? He’s always got one or more going somewhere, usually at one of the houses on his property. Why not go after him for drug charges?” Maggie got up and pulled on a thick corded sweater. She carried the dishes from the table and then started loading the dishwasher.
“He’s too cagey, Maggie. He moves it. It’s as if he knows trouble’s coming or the cops are going to show, because his grow op suddenly disappears. He’s one slick operator. And besides, Sam’s done a lot of research. What Dan’s done on paper is going to bury him. He’s manipulated state funds, bylaws, telling a different story to each state and municipal authority on land use, wells, septic, and all with environmental impacts. Don’t forget undeclared income,
