“I’m assuming you know how to manage the explosive,” Lauren said.
“Yep. It’s my specialty.”
Lauren nodded approvingly. “I thought so. You know so much that I want to learn.”
“I’ll bet you do.”Pam gave her an intense gaze. “Help me wipe fingerprints. Don’t throw anything away that could have them. Pack it in your bag.”
Lauren nodded, chafing inwardly at being told something a novice would know. She would have to be patient until Pam realized her ability.
When they finished with the prints, they loaded the weapons and headed for the lake. Pam removed a shovel from the trunk after they donned white coveralls over their clothes.
“We better look official so we don’t raise suspicion,” she said.
The three foot diameter pipe lay less than two feet below ground. Lauren hit it before she’d du
