In the far west is a used car lot, known as Slim Sams. The cars are all used, and most people would junk them. That is where most of his cars come from. When they leave his shop, they are built to last. He lives in a trailer on the lot and has two employees. He just makes the weekly payroll.
On morning before the lot opens, a buyer is pounding on the door. A business dressed young man is disturbing Slim Sam. After the coffee is made Sam wants to take him out to kick a few tires.
"Sam, I need 28 cars over the next two weeks. I see you have 29."
After Sam collects himself, he figures about $99,900 with all the extras.
"Sam, here is $70,000 cash and we will pay $7,000 for each load of cars."
The paper work crosses hands. Sam puts the cash in a used oil box, then the bank. In four loads the cars are gone.
The young fellow on his way to his job is killed by a bomb that burns a one-foot deep hole where his car was on the freeway.
What little can be scrapped out of the hole is sent to the FBI. Soon the Navy and several other federal agencies are all over the case.
The local people and cow doc is treating a patient at home. The hospital is too far away.
Why are Sam's car being reported stolen in a very small town that has not reported one for years?
Suddenly, there are more federal people in town than town's people?
What are Sam's cars doing that has everyone excited? Why was Sam/s cars all modified and driven out by all women teams?
Will the 6 am farm report make any difference?
