How Eighty Acres of Wisconsin Oak Ridge Exposed My Ex-Husband’s Cash Scheme
Patricia tapped the counter.
“Opening morning, then.”
The deputy wrote that down as well.
“If he brings it up to the ridge, don’t let him put it back in his pocket.”
The phone on his desk rang.
He looked at it and didn’t answer.
“Busy day?”
“It’s deer season,” he said.