Jack put his hunting gear inside his house, climbed into his pickup, and drove into town. He purchased several bags of quick mix cement, three treated wood posts, and a few other miscellaneous items he would need. He told the hardware store clerk he was building a new deer skinning rack. That was true because Jack had already started construction of the skinning rack a few weekends ago. He had rented a cement mixer from the store and poured a 6′ x 8′ slab as a floor. All that remained to do was set the upright posts in concrete and add the crossbeam between the two posts. As they talked about the project, little did the clerk know Jack now had a more sinister plan in mind for his new skinning rack.
When he got back home, Jack loaded the supplies on a trailer and hauled them out to the project site which was just in front of the treeline behind his barn. Jack used the tractor’s excavator bucket to loosen and pull the new slab aside. Then he dug the holes for the posts that would frame the skinning rack. Right in the center of the skinning rack area he also dug a pit about five feet deep and large enough for a body to be placed into the pit. The excavator bucket made the job fast and easy. Jack cemented the two side posts in place and attached the top post of the skinning rack. Jack was done with the entire project in less than two hours. Satisfied with his new skinning rack and hungry for some lunch, Jack headed back to the house.
It was almost 1 pm so Jack sat down to eat a quick lunch. Jack knew Luther worked in town until noon on Saturday but would be arriving home soon. With today being the opening day of deer season, Jack was sure Luther would be itching to sneak into the woods this afternoon to poach a deer from Jack’s land. But today Jack had a surprise in store for Luther.
There were plenty of deer on Jack’s land. Late in the afternoon the deer would come into the soybean fields to graze. If the neighbor shot a deer, Jack knew Luther would simply load the deer on his ATV and quickly haul it back to his house. Once he got the deer safely home, Luther could simply say he killed the deer somewhere else and no one would be the wiser.
Jack locked his truck and his ATV inside his barn to make it appear he had gone hunting. He left the mail sticking out of his mailbox then rolled up the morning paper and threw it back into his front yard. Jack knew Luther would be looking for clues like those to see if he was home before sneaking onto his land.. Jack wanted it to look like he had gone off to deer camp for a weekend hunt, which he often did on opening day.
After setting up his decoy ploy to fool Luther, Jack grabbed his crossbow and walked quietly down the trail to the soybean fields where he knew Luther would go. Jack eased into his climbing stand and took a concealed position high in the leafy foliage of a tall pine overlooking the trail at the gated entrance into the fields. From this vantage point Jack had a clear view of the fence gate area. Luther would have to stop his ATV, dismount, and open the gate to proceed. That would be the ambush opportunity Jack needed. Jack checked his watch. It was 3:05 pm.