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product. He couldn’t believe
how easy it was to get started. Once he got a private post office
box, he ordered the seeds and special lights for indoor growing
through one of the websites. He didn’t want his wife or anyone else
to find out what he was doing. Finding the perfect place to grow
the marijuana was easy too – he had a nice, large pole barn on his
fifteen acres of land. His wife never went out there and it was
practically hidden from view with all the trees.
    Within a few months, he had produced a
viable plant to harvest. Now he just needed to figure out how to
market the product. That was the tricky part. One wrong move could
land him in jail.
    One night he called Paul and invited
him over. He wasn’t sure how Paul would react because they hadn’t
talked much about it since that first night. He had known Paul
since they were teenagers and sometimes Paul could be a little
unpredictable at times. But Ken didn’t know anyone else who had the
money to invest in such a big operation. After a few beers, Ken
brought the subject up again.
    “ Hey, I have something to
show you. Want to take a walk?” Ken asked.
    “ Um, sure buddy. As long as
it involves keeping your clothes on,” Paul said.
    “ Come on, smart ass. It’s
in the pole barn.”
    As they walked along the trail which
led to the barn, Ken asked him, “Remember the drug bust I did, back
a few months ago?”
    “ Yes, the local Mexican
mafia. Sure I remember. You got some of those guys hog-tied back in
the barn?”
    “ Nope, something better.”
Ken unlocked the door and they walked into the barn.
    “ Don’t tell me you are
starting your own little grow operation back here.”
    Ken switched on a light. The
florescent lighting gave off an eerie, green glow. Three large
rectangular pots filled with blooming, sweet smelling plants, sat
in the middle of a long table. He could hear Paul swear under his
breath
    “ What… the…hell?” Paul
asked.
    “ It’s just a little
experiment. These plants are maturing and I’ve already harvested
one. Look over here.” Ken motioned excitedly to another smaller
table. There were three small baggies of what looked like dried
herb inside them.
    “ I sure hope that’s oregano
you have in there.” Paul said.
    Ken laughed. “I bought some seeds
online and started my own little experiment. This is so easy to
grow. You wouldn’t believe what they sell online. There is one
small problem though.”
    “ What would that
be?”
    “ I can’t test it. You
know…random drug tests at the department. It wouldn’t look good if
I was tested and came up positive.”
    “ Don’t look at me buddy.
You know I’m in the same situation. Are you really thinking of
doing what I think you are doing?”
    “ Maybe. I dunno.” Ken
shrugged his shoulders. “It seems like a good way to make some
serious dough. And think about it. I’m a trusted officer at the
police department. I know first-hand when a raid is going down.
This is almost idiot proof.”
    “ How much money are we
talking about?”
    “ To get started, I need a
few thousand dollars for more seeds and equipment. I figure we
could produce enough plants to net about fifty grand every couple
of months.”
    “ I don’t know, Ken. Have
you really thought this out? Who are you gonna sell
too?”
    Ken had thought about this for awhile.
He had a plan worked out in his head. After arresting Jason and the
rest of the drug cartel, he found out how the system worked and
thought he could replicate it, but with better results. And less
chance of getting caught.
    “ I’m going to sell to Jason
Blum. He was the middleman who worked with Pedro. He was let off
with probation as part of the sting.”
    Paul looked at Ken with disbelief.
“You really think that’s a smart thing to do?”
    “ Sure. We cut him in. He
has all the contacts with the small time distributors. What else is
the kid going to do? He knows no other trade other than selling
dope,” Ken said, like it was