Red Jacket (2012)
““You want, go on down to White City and look around,” Bapcat told the boy. “I’ll meet you here around dark tomorrow night.”
“Yes, boss,” Gipp said, “but I’ve got a ball game in Red Jacket this afternoon.”
“Take the truck and I’ll see you tomorrow night, George.”
Yesterday Bapcat had returned to the Eagle River jail to talk to Enock Hannula, who continued to deny responsibility for any deer other than the one they had caught him carrying. Hepting promised Bapcat he would be in touch if the Finn changed his story, or when the circuit court scheduled the trial.
No meandering this time. Bapcat made his way directly to the hill he’d found on his last visit, and situated himself so he could see the Indian fence below. There would be no fire tonight. He had cold potatoes and biscuits in his pack. He made a quick examination of the area and found no fresh sign other than what seemed to be abundant deer sign not in evidence last time.
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