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the case file. I’ll let
you know what we come up with.”
    They walked to the front of the
warehouse and stood in front his truck. Rachel took a camera out of
her pocket. “Do you mind if
    I take some pictures?”
    “ Sure. Go right ahead.”
    While she took some shots
around the front of the warehouse, she asked him, “ I read
the article about Sam’s husband, Ken Collins, and his involvement
in the marijuana operation. It seems like Sam was under a lot of
pressure with the trial and everything else that was going on. Do
you think she saw an opportunity to run?”
    “ We have thought about that
scenario, as well.”
    “ She could’ve waited for an
opportunity and took off. A risky one, but it could have happened.
I have seen all kinds.” Rachel took a few more pictures of the
charred building.
    “ Have you talked with Sam’s
family yet?” Jeff asked.
    “ Actually, that is my next
stop.”
     
     

Chapter Eight
    Santa Rosa Beach, County
Jail, Tuesday 9:30 AM
     
    Ken lay on his bunk and stared at the
ceiling in his jail cell. He couldn’t believe Sam was missing. It
was his fault and there was nothing he could do about it. He had
never felt so helpless in his life.
    He thought back to the day when his
life began to unravel. It started as a routine traffic stop. He was
training a new guy with the police department and it was midnight,
almost the end of their shift. They had pulled over a guy driving a
late model Camaro with a broken tail light.
    His trainee approached the car and
after speaking with the driver, thought he smelled marijuana. The
driver of the car was a nineteen year old male named Jason Blum.
Jason had admitted he smoked a joint prior to being pulled
over.
    After a search of the car revealed
several bags of marijuana in the trunk, Jason was arrested. Deals
were struck with Jason and he was given immunity in order to
disclose his source. The sting operation, which included the
police, sheriff’s office, and DEA, was the largest in the county.
It ultimately ended with the arrest of Pedro Gonzalez, who was a
part of the local Mexican drug cartel. They had been growing a
strain of marijuana called Cush, which was popular with teenagers
and college students. Cush was known to give a quick and
long-lasting high. It was expensive to grow, expensive to buy, but
the high it gave the user was worth the cost.
    One night Ken and his buddies were
sitting around a fire in his backyard drinking beer and talking
about the sting operation. Paul Hart, a firefighter who worked with
Sam, said he’d watched a show on Discovery Channel about how to
manufacture marijuana. Ken mentioned to Paul how much money was
confiscated during Pedro’s arrest.
    “ That’s a lot of moola. I
wonder who will take over the local marijuana market now that Pedro
is out?” Paul asked.
    “ Maybe you should look into
it. You could finance your little real estate endeavor.” Brent, one
of Ken’s buddies said.
    Paul was trying to save up his money
to put a down payment on a fixer-upper he planned to flip. “No way.
I don’t know anything about that stuff,” he said.
    “ Well, I don’t know about
you, but thirty K a month profit would help me out,” Ken said. “I
could learn fast how to do it if I knew I was going to make that
much money.”
    Ken made a decent salary at the police
department and Sam was doing well at the fire department, but with
the high cost of living in a beach community, they were
realistically just making ends meet. With two kids to raise and now
a second mortgage on the land, it was tempting.
    After his buddies left, Ken couldn’t
get the idea out of his head. He got on the computer and researched
the equipment needed to get started growing marijuana. He was
amazed at all the websites which were dedicated on how to grow and
manufacture marijuana for profit.
    It was very tempting to try it out. At
first he thought of it as an experiment to see if he could get the
plants to grow and produce a viable