Wyoming game warden Joe Pickett is back, reinstated, in C. J. Box’s latest thriller
This one’s a breakneck thriller; a week of non-stop action that catches up Joe and nearly everyone around him.
C. J. Box is one of the few best-selling authors who is skeptical about overreach by the Federal authorities. In a conversation between a game warden and two FBI agents, we get this
“Are you threatening me?” she [the game warden] asked. She said it calmly but it felt like shout.
“We don’t threaten,” Pollock [an FBI agent] said. “We don’t need to.”
“We’re the FBI,” Sandburg said unnecessarily.
He said, “If you lie to us about anything, we can put you in federal prison.”
Pollock grinned. He said, “have you heard of Martha Stewart? Scooter Libby? Bernie Madoff? Michael Flynn? All of them went down for lying to FBI agents.”
“You didn’t even take notes…”
“We don’t have to,” Sandburg said. “We heard you, If need be, we’ll write up what’s known as an FD-302. What is that, you ask? An FD-302 is a form that summarizes our conversation here and what our impression are of this exchange We’ll write up the fact that you lied to us. The 302 will be the basis when we testify in court that you willfully withheld information from us that was easily verifiable.”
Box gets in another dig a bit later in the story
“Right now, as we speak,” she [a senior FBI official] continued, “the Department of Justice has indicted four of five Sinaloan-affiliated gangsters…It’s imperative you realize where we’re coming from and why we place such importance on the issue.”
Reed [the local sheriff] sniffed and said, “And here I thought you guys in DC spent all your time rigging presidential elections.”
Lots of good guys, bad guys, assholes, and really, really bad guys. I don’t do spoilers, but some folks get just what they deserve.