Fishtail, Montana had a knack for tackling thorny issues. This could have drawn global admiration had anyone bothered to pay attention.
The problem plaguing Caroline and her cohorts was the fate of the five oilmen.
Number six, he was off the board now, hauled away by the San Diego County Sheriff’s Department and locked up in a secreted behavioral facility.
Four patrol cars raced to witness his mescaline adventures, a disruptive dance along the on-ramp to westbound lanes of Interstate 8 in Grossmont.
But her concern was the five defrocked oilmen, back in the country, free to do as they pleased.
Caroline figured the folks in Fishtail, Montana could have solved her problem.
