All of the organs had been put on ice and were delivered that morning—all except the kidneys. The heart, lungs, and liver had a short shelf life and needed to be moved quickly. If they weren’t viable when the buyer got them, Chase would lose the money and the customer. Those organs fetched an outrageous price, but most of that money went to the second and third buyer. The kidneys were tough and lasted for up to thirty-six hours on ice. Each kidney would fetch a great price for the brothers. Chase had been making phone calls after they’d killed that woman, and he finally decided on Mr. Harris, a buyer who would give him the price he needed. The man explained that as the middleman and the person with the most risk, he also needed to make a good profit when selling to the final buyer, who, through his contacts, would deliver the kidneys to the hospital for transplant.
They settled on fifty thousand dollars apiece—or a steal at ninety-five thousand for both kidneys. Mr. Harris agreed, and Chase was ecstatic. The delivery was set for ten o’clock that night in Augusta.
“See, bro, we do this a few times and then live the life for a couple of years. We won’t have to kill another person during that time. We’ll spend the money wisely, buy a few toys, and lie around until noon every day.”
“What about Macon?” Teddy asked.
“What about it? I only moved there because of Tracy, and she and I are ancient history. There’s nobody there I give a shit about anymore. No girlfriend, no family. Mom and Dad are too busy living the life in Bluffton, and neither of us see them anyway. They’re too busy acting like hot shit and boating every weekend with their Hilton Head friends. If you recall, they wrote us off a long time ago.”
“Yeah, I know. So what are you saying? Are you moving back to Savannah?”
Chase grinned. “Why not? Like I said, we’ll harvest a few more organs, sell them, and then sit back for a while. We can do our own boating up and down the Savannah River, sipping cocktails just like the big shots do.”
“That sure sounds nice.”
“It’s a reality, bro. All we have to do is play it safe and then get rid of each body out in no man’s land. There’s plenty of places like that in low country between here and Charleston.”
Teddy grinned. “I’ll drink to that.” He clinked beer bottles with his brother and resumed watching the baseball game on TV.