Chapter 27April 21st - Lamica Lake, New York
Dan hid Jim Pearson's car in an outbuilding behind the cabin and tarped it. The two men climbed into his Range Rover and set off towards Hogansburg.
It was April and the snow was all but gone. Jim glanced at his friend. Dan had lived a quiet life there for fifteen years. He kept to himself and that's why Jim trusted him. Since Dan's discharge from the army, he supported himself on a disability pension. No one knew his real source of money came from smuggling … not liquor, drugs or cigarettes, but human trafficking.
An hour and a half later they arrived at their destination, a house in Hogansburg. Although, it was currently empty, Dan used it frequently to hide customers who paid hefty amounts to immigrate illegally into Canada. They waited th
