A Mother Shucking Crow-Bar (ePub)

Barq once again is trying to find the dream job working for himself he is now in the Gulf coast swamp area. He wants to learn about the Oyster business. It has some drawbacks and problems.

So far Barq did not think anyone knew exactly what he was trying to do. But who was that scar-faced snooping Cajun out spying for, the Hully-Gullies, or the mean Mexican nationals? Could the canoe man called Scar be trusted or was it better to plan homicide and a dash of mayhem for that old boy?
All of those worries and questions were answered one moonless night. It was very hard to detect the wild men moving around in the dark. Centuries of stealth had been honed to a science. In the middle of the night, Barq opened his eyes, looking into a horrid face. It was more rugged than his own. The number one Hully was breathing on him, just before the light went out for Barq Simpson. He was fading very fast but had time to wonder; why did that ugly old fool hit me?
The raiders were busy looting Barq's swamp compound. They did not notice another figure lurking around, stringing wires and sneaking up on them. And on the other side of the compound, the very faint odor of perfume was wafting on the air. Barq had several intended visitors that night but the old Hully heads got there first. They found the dead tailless gator skeleton riding on a log, Old tailless had drifted over by the Barq Simpson Compound and the wild men took it as a sign. They figured the Short Tail Gator spirit was visiting the thing that caused it to be a skeleton. Actually, it was here only because of the water current, not the spirit current.
Barq had made a favorable impression on the Hully-gullies 'but not all of the Gullys liked Barq. And they took log ridding Gator skeleton as an excuse to do what they did well, Yep they were just being their selves,. as usual Pirates.