Miss Desi, who operated the bar in Crawle village, hadn’t seen Greenman for weeks. He owed her Five dollars and she wasn’t going to let it ride.
She left her shop on the 'main road’ of the village and walked East, passing the shoemaker, (whom she hadn’t spoken with for twenty three years).
She turned right before she reached Miss Lamey's house, holding her nose as she passed the Pig sty. going up the dirt track, which was uneven and fairly steep. It meandered into the overgrown bush and was blocked by a large boulder. She made a sharp turn to the left, walking around and behind the boulder.
She came back onto the narrow track, continued up. She was about twenty feet above the boulder, when she stepped into a trap and went flying backwards, into the boulder.
When Miss Desi hit the trap, a bell rang. The men who worked on the ganja plantation, which was about two chains further up the hill, knew someone had tried to visit.
Two men went to a hidden track, emerged parallel to the boulder. They saw Miss Desi. She wasn’t moving.
They came to her, grabbed her wrists and ankles and flung her into the air to land in the pig sty at the back of Miss Lamey’s house at the bottom of the road.
The assumption would be that she somehow got into the sty and the pigs had lunch.
After the men disposed of Miss Desi’s body, they reset the trap, returned to the property on the track that was never used save for resetting.
This track had once been the only way to reach the property. That is when Greenman had owned it. When Streamer took it over, when the Texans arrived, they set about creating other paths to the property and preventing the use of this one.
The most important path was at the top of the hill, at the far south of the property which came down to an abandoned sugar planation which they used as a landing strip.
The Long Pond sugar plantation never had a passage from the North, until the men created it. It was on this track the donkeys, loaded with dried and compressed ganja, would be taken.
Every five days a plane would land. The plane would off load firearms and take on ganja. It would carry one man from Texas who would oversea the transfer then trade places with one of the five Texans who had been living and working on the property.
As the new Texan took the guns to the house, the departing resident climbed aboard and flew up to America. The firearms would be sold to Streamer who paid U.S. dollars cash for the guns.
The plane loaded with ganja would fly to a field in America. After the ganja was off loaded, the plane flew on to a commercial field.
The ganja would be compressed, loaded on another plane which would fly to Dublin. The Texan would go home.
The only question of security were the Jamaicans who worked on the property. They were ordered to keep a low profile. They were never to appear coming from The Farm, as they were calling it, or even be in Crawle village.
If the Jamaicans wanted to leave the property, they had to walk above the village, through the bush, and come down behind the Hardware shop in the nearby town of Duncans.
Streamer explained it to them every time he visited the property.
Lise had paid him a thousand U.S. dollars for the land. He had not owned it at the time. He retained a lawyer to check the Titles Office. The land was in the name of people who registered it in 1840.
As his lawyer was as crooked at he was, Streamer added the last name, Barnett, to his own, paid the back taxes, and portrayed the great-great-great-great grandson of the owners.
The property was now in the name of Selfridge Thompkins Barnett.
Lise told Streamer;
“Just as long as you keep it in the front of your mind, this is my land, my ganja.”
“Ya nah haf fe keep saying it, me know.”
Streamer had spent over a decade overseeing Herbie’s ganja business, he never made as much money in all those years as he did now, selling the guns.
A second hand Glock in America would sell for $200. Streamer paid $400, but sold each one for $800 U.S. dollars.
The ganja brought from Jamaica was not actually required. The markets Jahn Garrett, the leader of the Rebels, supplied were satisfied with what was grown in his greenhouses in Texas and what was purchased from Herbie, Streamer’s Boss.
Jahn didn’t need to buy from Herbie, but did so to maintain the relationship.