The Wild Hog Murders
“Rhodes could never remember where he lived or who he was. People in the cities were driving up the property values in the county by buying land, but they seldom visited after they’d bought it.Whoever the owner was, he didn’t like the fact that feral hogs were tearing up his property, and he’d given Arvid Fowler and his friends permission to hunt on the land anytime they wanted to. At least that was what Fowler told Rhodes when he was asked.“Guy’s name is Brown,” Fowler said as he helped Winston with the dogs. Garver hadn’t shown up yet. “I think he’d even pay us a bounty on the hogs if we asked him to, but we hunt ’em for the sport and the meat, not for money.”They were parked off the county road on a sandy trail leading to the woods that covered a good bit of the property. About fifty yards away on their left was a little cabin that Brown must use when he came to take a look at his land. Rhodes saw that an electric line ran to the cabin, and there was a water well with a pump shed in... back.Garver arrived about that time and joined them.MoreLess
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