“Pinecrest Holdings LLC,” she said, “was registered with the Georgia Secretary of State two years ago. Its registered agent is a man named Wade Purcell.” She looked at Voss. “Your brother-in-law.”
The deputy who’d been at the computer, a heavyset man named Briggs, made a small sound like he’d been punched.
“In the last two years,” Delgado went on, reading from her notes, “Pinecrest Holdings has acquired eleven parcels of land in Pell County, all through tax deed sales or estate sales. Total acreage: roughly six hundred and forty acres of timberland and river frontage. Every single one of those parcels belonged to someone who was arrested by this department within the twelve months before they lost the property.”
She turned the page.
“And every one of those parcels sits along the route of the proposed Georgia Power transmission corridor and the new state highway bypass, which were announced publicly eighteen months ago.” She looked up. “Land along that corridor is now appraised at three to four times what Pinecrest paid for it.”
