Chapter 68

Barry looked as though he was going to do the questioning. He stood in front of us seemingly waiting for Molly to leave. He looked at her and she looked back as if to say, she was going to watch and enjoy it. So much for strong women bonding over a homemade fishing rod, I thought.

Barry said, "It would be easier if, the one who sold us out owned up to it."

"First of all Barry I was kept in the dark as to where to take the package until I picked up Bruce. You told us where to go, and I drove straight there. If I had given it up ti someone, I did it withing ten minutes of our arrival there. So that doesn't even make sense. If I were you, I would look at people who would reasonably be able to do it. I would stay away from those with no possible way of doing it. I especially wouldn't bother with those two people who save my package for me. But you do whatever you want. I personally know nothing, but I can't speak for Bruce.

"Why don't I just kill you both and be sure," he said.

"Let's see, how about murder is a capitol offense. Making someone totally disappear it pretty hard to do. As they say, if it were easy, there wouldn't be nearly as many married couples," I said it pretending to stay calm.

"You said your money was on he home team, what did you mean?" Molly asked.

"Someone in Barry's operation. The way I figure it somebody else beside Barry know where we are going to make the dead drop. He has to have someone scouting, or picking the places. The person probably deals with half a dozen more. So all those people know where it's going to be.

The big problem would be when, and that wouldn't be too hard to figure out. If nothing else just based on the amount of activity on the night of the drop, So the question is who had access to the location and would have either known or seen the activity surrounding a drop, but not have had access to the signal?" I suggested.

"Also where are the real pick up people and how badly were they treated. Maybe it was the home team, if you get my drift. Either way I would move past the messenger drivers, who risked their asses to save your junk. But hey that's just the slow girl talking," I added.

Barry didn't say anything he just looked at Holly who nodded. It was the look in her eye that gave her away. The only visible scar I had was the one on my throat. That was only because I wore long sleeves still, I had a feeling that was about to change. I just knew I should have brought those Vicodin along.

Barry used Bruce for a punching bag. It was pretty horrible, but I gauged the level of violence from it. He was torturing him as much as he was looking for a quick confession. If it had been Bruce, I figured he would have given it up. I knew I was going to give it up after I made them work for it a little. It had always been my plan to stay alive.

Barry finish with Bruce and turned to me. He smiled at me and I said, "So since you knew the when and where, who is going to beat the shit out of you."

"Boss knows I wouldn't sell her out. We don't know about you. Now do we." He said.

"We know I drove off when Bruce wanted to walk into a trap. We know I pulled into the parking lot where I could ambush them and save the package. That's what we know about me, what do we know about you?" I asked with a smile. I knew it was coming but it sure as hell didn't make it hurt any less.

"Not the face," Molly said.

Barry punched me in the left breast. I had been hit there before but the most recent blow was while I was wearing the vest and it was by a slug. I screamed because of the old injury. It was gut wrenching.

"That's enough," Molly said. Then she walked up and spoke to me. "You been hurt there before?"

"Kicked by a no good man," I said.

"And him," she asked.

"He lost his vision in one eye," I said.

Molly laughed, "Barry I would watch out, if I were you. Now Karen how would you figure out who ratted us out."

"How the hell would I know. Who had the information to give away, in time to use it. It looks to me like with all the dead drops, you are pretty security minded. So I would look at the other side for answers. I have said that all along."

"You have indeed. So let me tell you that you sound innocent, but you won't be off the hook till we find the one who sold us out. You won't be working for us till then," Molly said.

"Well I hope you do it quick because I am not wealthy and I don't have any sell out money to live on," I said.

"Well me and Todd are going to want to keep you close at hand till this is settled, so you move out to our place and work on the vineyard." she said.

"Mrs. Green, I know nothing about grapes," I said.

"Then maybe we will put you in the grape jelly division," she said with a smile. It might have all been pleasant if it didn't hurt when I breathed. It was a physical reminder these people were not playing around. If I needed more, I could look at Bruce.

I didn't try to negotiate a deal for Bruce. I probably should have, but I was too interested in staying alive myself. I also didn't want another beating even though mine had been minor. I still had to go to the Emergency Room, since there was a possibility of a punctured lung. Turns out I had rebroken the rib. Well Barry had broken it. I make a note that Barry was going to pay for the rib. Then moved past it.