2 Digging Up Dirt Read Online Free
Author: Gale Borger
Tags: Police, Murder, Criminals, teens, Gardening, friends, undercover, Prostitutes, Gardens, juvenile delinquents, gangbangers, echelon press, posse, garden hoe, half-way house, quake, juveniles, gardener, greenhouse
They pulled out two caddies. They grabbed gloves, boots, and tool belts. Pone stood for one more second and ran to the house. He snuck in the back door and went to his room. He grabbed do-rags and bandanas, two ball caps, and sunglasses. He also grabbed a pair of cargo shorts, a camera, and an old pair of Chucks.
By the time he made it to the parking lot, Bean and Shroom were ready. Everything was in the back of Cash's truck. Shroom looked over his shoulder at Pone. "What now? What do you want, daddy's boy?"
"Shut up, Shroom. I got some stuff to turn us into lawn guys." Pone gave Cash the shorts and tennis shoes. He piled the do-rags and hats on the tailgate. He grabbed the backpack and put the digital camera inside. He looked each boy in the eye. "You guys got your cell phones?"
They all nodded.
"If any of us get into trouble, call 911. Got it?"
They nodded again.
"If one of us finds Spaz, we call the others, right?"
Nods all around.
"All phones on vibrate." They each checked their cell phones.
"Okay then. We're ready."
"Uh, not quite." They all turned to Cash. "You guys know I'm the one who knows the layout of the land. I'm also the one who knows the house. I made some notes on how I think we should do this. Are you all willing to go with what I say?"
The three just stared at him.
"Come on, you know I'm right on this. How 'bout it, Bean?"
Bean swallowed. "Uh, I guess I'm good with that."
"Pone? Are you in?"
Shroom sighed. "You sure you can get us in?"
"Naw, you are getting us through the gate. I'm getting us into place once we're in."
"Oh, then I'm okay with that. Shroom, you good with that?"
Shroom shook his head slowly. "White boy gonna get us killed. You know that, right?"
Pone spit. "Yup. Probably. You got something better to do or what?"
Shroom looked up and gave a half-smile. "Naw, man, I don't." He held out a fist and they bumped knuckles.
They jumped into the truck and Cash took off. He pulled a piece of paper out of his shirt pocket. "Here's how I got it worked out."
He handed the paper to Pone. Pone looked it over and grinned. "Hey, this ain't half bad, white boy."
Cash rolled his eyes. "You too with the 'white boy' thing? I think I liked 'smart ass' better."
Pone raised a brow, and Cash smiled. "Less racial. Besides, that's what you call bean brain back there."
Bean smiled. "Who, me? I'm black Irish. I'm closer related to Pone than you are."
Pone grabbed his heart. "Spare me."
Cash rolled his eyes. "Bite me."
Shroom smacked his arm. "Geez."
They laughed. Pone said, "Okay, enough. It says here, the side gate is no problem. It has one of those security number pads on it. Shroom says he can get past it. The gate also has a security camera."
Shroom grinned. "I'm an expert at getting under security cams too. I'll take the side gate."
"Good. You will then take a right. Go until you see a greenhouse. Along side is a cottage where the gardener lived. There is a shed next to it. We'll all meet there. Trim hedges on your way there. Got it?"
"Yup."
"Now, Bean. You, Cash, and I will go through the front gate. I'll take the weed whip and do the rocks up the drive. Cash, you park in front and see if the girl you know is home. Try to get an invite inside. Bean, work your way around the hedges by the house. We'll meet in the back and work our way to the greenhouse."
Cash took over. "I'll drive down the service road after I check out the house. I'll meet you all at the greenhouse. First, I want to see if Spaz is inside. If Val's old lady is at home, I doubt if Spaz is there. I thought Val said she was going somewhere. That leaves the gardener's house or the shed. No one moves until we all meet there. Okay?"
They all nodded.
Cash pulled off the road. They watched the camera rotate in a half-moon at the gate's opening. Shroom jumped out of the truck. He dodged and slid past the corner post. He put a screwdriver to the key pad on the gate he laughed.
Pone yelled. "Shroom, hurry up. Get out of
By the time he made it to the parking lot, Bean and Shroom were ready. Everything was in the back of Cash's truck. Shroom looked over his shoulder at Pone. "What now? What do you want, daddy's boy?"
"Shut up, Shroom. I got some stuff to turn us into lawn guys." Pone gave Cash the shorts and tennis shoes. He piled the do-rags and hats on the tailgate. He grabbed the backpack and put the digital camera inside. He looked each boy in the eye. "You guys got your cell phones?"
They all nodded.
"If any of us get into trouble, call 911. Got it?"
They nodded again.
"If one of us finds Spaz, we call the others, right?"
Nods all around.
"All phones on vibrate." They each checked their cell phones.
"Okay then. We're ready."
"Uh, not quite." They all turned to Cash. "You guys know I'm the one who knows the layout of the land. I'm also the one who knows the house. I made some notes on how I think we should do this. Are you all willing to go with what I say?"
The three just stared at him.
"Come on, you know I'm right on this. How 'bout it, Bean?"
Bean swallowed. "Uh, I guess I'm good with that."
"Pone? Are you in?"
Shroom sighed. "You sure you can get us in?"
"Naw, you are getting us through the gate. I'm getting us into place once we're in."
"Oh, then I'm okay with that. Shroom, you good with that?"
Shroom shook his head slowly. "White boy gonna get us killed. You know that, right?"
Pone spit. "Yup. Probably. You got something better to do or what?"
Shroom looked up and gave a half-smile. "Naw, man, I don't." He held out a fist and they bumped knuckles.
They jumped into the truck and Cash took off. He pulled a piece of paper out of his shirt pocket. "Here's how I got it worked out."
He handed the paper to Pone. Pone looked it over and grinned. "Hey, this ain't half bad, white boy."
Cash rolled his eyes. "You too with the 'white boy' thing? I think I liked 'smart ass' better."
Pone raised a brow, and Cash smiled. "Less racial. Besides, that's what you call bean brain back there."
Bean smiled. "Who, me? I'm black Irish. I'm closer related to Pone than you are."
Pone grabbed his heart. "Spare me."
Cash rolled his eyes. "Bite me."
Shroom smacked his arm. "Geez."
They laughed. Pone said, "Okay, enough. It says here, the side gate is no problem. It has one of those security number pads on it. Shroom says he can get past it. The gate also has a security camera."
Shroom grinned. "I'm an expert at getting under security cams too. I'll take the side gate."
"Good. You will then take a right. Go until you see a greenhouse. Along side is a cottage where the gardener lived. There is a shed next to it. We'll all meet there. Trim hedges on your way there. Got it?"
"Yup."
"Now, Bean. You, Cash, and I will go through the front gate. I'll take the weed whip and do the rocks up the drive. Cash, you park in front and see if the girl you know is home. Try to get an invite inside. Bean, work your way around the hedges by the house. We'll meet in the back and work our way to the greenhouse."
Cash took over. "I'll drive down the service road after I check out the house. I'll meet you all at the greenhouse. First, I want to see if Spaz is inside. If Val's old lady is at home, I doubt if Spaz is there. I thought Val said she was going somewhere. That leaves the gardener's house or the shed. No one moves until we all meet there. Okay?"
They all nodded.
Cash pulled off the road. They watched the camera rotate in a half-moon at the gate's opening. Shroom jumped out of the truck. He dodged and slid past the corner post. He put a screwdriver to the key pad on the gate he laughed.
Pone yelled. "Shroom, hurry up. Get out of
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