“In fifteen minutes!”
“Ye hain’t got the money on ye or hid in the woodshed!”
“No.”
“But it’s somewheres close. I knowed that.”
“If I give you $10,000, you’ll guide me through the swamp and help me get away?”
“We will,” Ezekiel promised.
“Then get a spade,” Danny directed. “The money’s buried under a fence post by the creek. I hid it there a year ago before they sent me up. Marked the post with a V-shaped slash of my jackknife.”
“Git a spade, Hod,” Ezekiel ordered.
Penny waited for no more. Stealing away, she ran to the boat where Mrs. Jones awaited her.
“No questions now!” she said tersely. “Just go as fast as you can and telephone the police! Also call my father, Anthony Parker at the Riverview Star! Ask him to come here right away and bring help!”