7 Devil’s Backbone State ForestMiserable rain!
If only he hadn’t taken a detour and spent his afternoon off spying on that stupid bastard. He could have missed the downpours that now made this forest road a muddy obstacle course. Stucky’s reward, however, had almost been worth his botched plans. What he found at that double-wide trailer surprised and impressed him. He couldn’t wait to return. Already he was anxious to watch and see the reactions of the first responders.
His next shift didn’t start until tomorrow evening. In the morning he planned to call the county sheriff’s department. He knew exactly which pay phone he’d use—a busy gas station off of the interstate. The next exit after the one he’d barely left when Officer Tough Guy stopped him. His mind played over and over what he’d
