The Second Doublewide on the Right, part 47

I’m Fixing To Present Part 47 of The Second Doublewide on the Right:

As Deputy James Earl watched the tail lights of Jimmy Ray Hurd’s old truck fade into the night it occurred to him that Jimmy Ray’s absence might be a good thing. It also occurred to him that Quantavious Cortez Carter had left the trailer park after the raid and hadn’t returned since. With no one present down at the end of the trailer park, right now might be the perfect time to plant the evidence in Quantavious’ trailer.

He took his keys out of his pocket as he approached the rear of his cruiser. Then he gently inserted the key and lifted the trunk lid and removed the brown envelope he had taken from the sheriff department’s evidence room. He also took his flashlight before he softly pushed the trunk lid closed.

It was a dark night but he could see well enough to walk down the gravel road leading toward the rear of the trailer park. He passed the skinny thief’s trailer and cautiously approached the last one. There were no lights on inside, but he walked around to the back to make sure the purple car wasn’t hidden in the rear.

Suddenly, he realized he hadn’t thought the situation through because he had no idea where he was going to plant the evidence. Of course, it should be well hidden inside the trailer, but he hadn’t prepared to do any breaking and entering.

He squatted down in the dark and studied on what to do. After a few moments it came to him—what he needed to do was plant the drugs underneath the trailer.

He could visualize it all—after he got his next search warrant they would search inside to no avail once again. Then he would suggest they send King, the drug dog, underneath the trailer, and of course he would sniff out the drugs and Quantavious’ behind would be fried.

The crisscrossed wooden latticework barrier had been installed around the bottom of the trailer in sections and it didn’t take James Earl long to work a section loose; after which he poked his head into the black darkness and shined his flashlight around and saw that there were no snakes or armadillos present, so he went ahead and crawled underneath the trailer.

There wasn’t much head room and he had to stay on his hands and knees as he searched for a place to deposit the drugs. He turned over onto his back and decided to wedge the evidence underneath one of the metal beams which crossed the underside of the trailer.

He extracted the bags of marijuana, crack cocaine and meth from the brown envelope, which had “EVIDENCE” stamped on it in large red letters, along with the case number and the defendant’s name.

After he got the bags of dope wedged in he began to suffer with a slight case of claustrophobia causing him to make a hasty exit from underneath the trailer; after which he used the end of his flashlight to tap the lattice piece back into place.

The dew had already fallen on the grass, and since he only had on a pair of flipflops, his feet got wet on the way back to his own trailer. It was when he was fixing to replace the flashlight into the trunk of his cruiser that he got a little niggling feeling that something was amiss. He froze in the night and racked his brain, and then it struck him like a bolt of lightening—he had left the brown envelope lying on the dirt underneath the trailer!

The florescent dial of his watch showed that it was 2:25 in the morning. He still had plenty of darkness left, but he hastened back to the last trailer, where the section of latticework came away easier this time. With his flash light back on he spotted the brown envelope at once, lying exactly where he had left it, with enough information on it to hang his behind if anyone else found it.

Deputy James Earl folded the incriminating envelope and jammed it into his pocket and was turning on his hands and knees to exit when he saw the approaching headlights sifting through the latticework in little squares.

He immediately doused his flashlight and began hoping the car would stop somewhere up in the park, but it didn’t. It was Quantavious, and he usually parked in the rear of his trailer

Just before the headlights rounded the corner of the trailer Deputy James Earl dived toward the exit, inserted his fingers into the section of latticework and pulled it in toward him, knowing that he was fixin’ to be trapped!