Jed hustled on the rest of his route. He did find a package for Drake, placed out of order by the boys who’d loaded his truck. But then it was heavy, and they probably didn’t want any smaller boxes crushed. Ammo. That much was clear from the label and the substantial weight and solidness of the box.
Hmmm. This guy is buying an awful lot of ammo lately. Wonder why? He’s a hunting guide so guess that’s a valid reason, but this company sells mostly military and large caliber stuff. You might take it on a safari for some really big game, but deer don’t need that much power. I’d better nose around a little more and see what he’s up to.
Jed found it hard to imagine the big, sloppy man was the smuggler he was looking for. s**t, the guy hardly seems smart enough to swat a fly, but that could jus
