It'd taken him three weeks to renovate the small two-room shack into what he needed. The extra room all wired with new outlets run by the two high power generators he'd gotten at the Depot store out on Highway 7 near the Tasty Freezer shop. The photography equipment was a little harder to come by, added only by the money stash he'd stored before he'd gone up.

His hands were sweating as he'd dug into that hole out past the abandoned airfield. He'd marked the map quite well, allowing for all kinds of terrain changes and he knew he'd be within twenty yards when he started his search. The rented metal detector had picked up the twenty-pound iron bar he'd placed in the hole to weight down the stash and within a half an hour after digging down the required depth he'd retrieved the canvas duffel bag wrapped in moisture proof plastic. All his films were there but the camera was not what he needed to be of much use now without his own darkroom. Before the joint he'd been able to develop his own pictures from the high-end 35mm but that was before. Now he'd need to buy a new digital and a laptop, making use of the skills he'd been taught in prison. Photo fuckin' shop and all them other top end programs were a snap now. He caught himself thinking like a prison short-eyes again, a change of personality he could slip on and off with will.

The money had come easy enough also; especially with the underground market as hot for the type of films and pictures he'd taken. Just had to be sure that LEA wasn't on the other end buying and never - I say again never - use the U.S. fucking mails. What with the terrorist and all they should be looking somewhere else than trying to find a bunch of pedos trading films and pictures. You'd think, anyway.

He counted the stacks of one hundred dollar bills he'd wrapped in one thousand dollar bundles. Twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty- nine thousand...shit more than he'd thought. He finished counting and put the thirty-two thousand in a moneybag and then hoisted the load into the rental car and drove back to his motel. Next week he'd make his purchases and set up his love shack. ......(cont)