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“Why did you bring the plants here?” Ally asked the million-dollar question.
“Dude, I’m a pothead. This is the best pot in Denver, in Colorado, maybe in the world. It would be a crime to let it die. I did my duty to the pot, I pay the price. I have no regrets,” The Kevster was getting dramatic in the face of incarceration. I thought that was a good way to go.
“Tell me about this guy who came today. What’d he look like?” I asked.
The Kevster shrugged. Obviously, a future of using the toilet with an audience made scary guys seem less scary.
“He was one that came before, but without his partner. Dark hair with some gray. Big guy. I saw him out the window. He looked angry.”
I turned to Ally, she raised her brows and I nodded.
Pepper Rick.
“When was he here?” Ally asked.
“This morning. It wasn’t even light yet,” The Kevster answered. “Bangin’ on the door, bangin’ on the windows, shoutin’. Freaked me out. I didn’t leave my bedroom and your card was on my fridge. I waited for, like, ever. Then I had to pee and I grabbed your card and the phone on my way to the bathroom. I called you after I peed.”
That was a bit too much information.
Unfortunately, Pepper Rick was probably long gone. I had to call Lee anyway. He was hunting and this was information about his prey.
I walked outside and saw Hank talking to a couple of uniforms. One was Jorge Alvarez, who was soon supposed to sit the detective exam, and, according to Malcolm, would likely be Chief of Police one day.
His partner was Carl Farrell, who Ally had made out with after an FOP hog roast. Carl had a bachelor’s, majoring in biology and political science, and was now studying forensics. Carl was tall, big, blond-haired and blue-eyed. Carl’s hair was always a bit of a mess. Carl had a killer, dry sense of humor and Carl had a way of looking at you like he knew what you looked like naked. In other words, Carl was very sexy. If I hadn’t been so hung up on Lee, Ally’d have had competition for Carl.
I waved to Jorge and Carl as they walked inside. Jorge shook his finger at me mock angrily. Carl grinned then winked as he walked by.
Hank headed toward me.
I was about to call Lee when my cell rang.
I flipped it open.
“Hello?”
“Hello yourself, woman. You comin’ to get me, or what?”
It was Tex.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“They’re lettin’ me out and won’t let me walk or take a taxi.”
I thought about this. He was at Denver Health and it was at least five miles from his house. Crazy Tex, roaming the streets whacked out on painkillers did not sound like a peaceful afternoon for Denver.
Two more cop cars angled in, followed by a Channel 9 News van.
Great.
The pot jungle was going to be big news.
“When are they releasing you?” I asked Tex.
“Ten minutes ago.”
“I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
I flipped the phone shut and Hank stared at me. “What now?”
