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They smoked up on the ride to Modjeska Canyon.

Ben and Chon of course would not confirm that they were looking for a grow house, but now they and Craig had an understanding.

He showed them a fixer-upper on a cul-de-sac. Neighbors separated on each side by small strips of trees and brush. No sight lines. Single level with a basement. Below-market rent because the place was kind of a mess.

“Will the landlord be coming around?” Ben asked.

“Not for five to ten,” Craig answered.

“Drugs?” Ben asked.

He didn’t want to start his operation in a second-generation drug house that the cops already knew about.

Come on, Craig.

“He robbed a bank,” Craig answered.

“Okay.”

“In Arkansas.”

Perfecto.

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