"I liked Nancy Drew better," Raylan admitted with a little lean in before snagging and extra plum and turning around, jerking his head gently in the directions of Phillips Drive.

Jeff's conviction would be challenged just as soon as he saw the wrong side of Raylan.. Or learned how many people he's put into the ground. Even if Raylan wasn't thinking about it in the moment, it's how things tended to go. A cool comfort that his jacket file wasn't going to be found here.

"But honestly, if you're lookin' to busy yourself, we've found some shit in the walls, secret compartments in closets, doors into tunnels. Some houses turn up nothin' but if you know where to look..." Raylan looked over. "Do you.. know where to look?"

No offense but Jeff seemed like the kind of guy who knew how to hide drugs. Maybe that was just Raylan's biases showing.