with them. Not that he did much, even with those that

could.”

“Like Juan Santos?”

“Nothing more than to ask how the work was going,

were the tomatoes ripening up on schedule, how bad

were the worms? I’ll be honest with you, Bryant. I don’t

think Harris thought of these people as fully human.

More like work animals. Just a couple of notches up

from horses or mules. If it hadn’t been for Mrs. Harris

and OSHA, I believe he’d have worked them like mules

and stabled them like mules, too. The only time he re-

ally put his hand in for more than a day, though, was

last spring when my parents were out in California and

Dad had a heart attack so I had to fly out. I thought we

ought to bring somebody over from Kinston, but he

said he could handle it for a few days. My dad died, and

it was over a week before I could get back. He wasn’t

too happy about that, but he did keep everything on

schedule. God knows what actually went on. Santos

never said much, just that Mrs. Harris was out here and

they had a big fight about something. They were legally

separated by then, though.”

“You think he got on Santos’s ass about something

while you were gone?”

Lomax let out a long breath and settled his cap more

firmly on his head. He met Dwight’s eyes without blink-

ing. “You’re asking me if Santos could’ve done this.

Ol’ son, I don’t know anybody that could’ve done it.

Besides, that was almost a year ago. If Harris still had

a beef with him, he’d’ve fired him. And if Juan Santos

had a beef with him, I do believe he’d’ve quit or done

something about it long before this, don’t you? Who

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has a hate this big that waits a year to get even? Besides,

I thought you had fingerprints.”

“We do,” Dwight conceded. “But we don’t have

comparison prints for everyone who ever walked across

this land. So tell me about Mrs. Harris?”

“What about her?”

“She get along with everybody?”

“She’s a hard-nosed businesswoman, if that’s what

you mean, but she treats her people fair. Sees that the

housing’s up to government standards, makes sure the

kids go to school. Expects value for her dollar, but

doesn’t forget that these are human beings, not work

animals. She used to work out in the fields when they

were first married, so she knows what it takes to make a

crop. Even better, she’s from the ‘trust ’em or bust ’em’

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