Jack, do not antagonize the goat!
Here is how it's gonna end (as from the report of the PI I paid to hack into CJames' computer):
Chapter 47 - The Showdown
(...)
Thaddeus stepped out of the shadow and into the bleak whitish spot the streetlight shed onto the ill-maintained Piedmont street.
"So, you made it, Mr Legivre? No hassling by the nosey Lonesome Valley Sheriff?"
"No, everything's all right, not to worry..."
Jacques Legivre was quite a match to Thaddeus. These two were quite the yin and yang of crime in this part of Arizona. Legivre had been raised in Pennsylvania, but having opted for a life of easy money and hence of crime, he had gotten in touch with his Canadian background. As smuggling maple syrup to Buffalo had proved rather tiring and not the cash-maker he thought it would be, he had turned to bringing caribou antlers illegally into the USA. It was a much more lucrative business, and it had gotten him connected with the seediest underworld. That's how he had met Thaddeus; if it all worked out well, he'd be a rich man before the week was over.
"Have you got what I'm willing to buy?"
"Yes, it was a piece of cake to get from these kids. They were about to make out," Thaddeus frowned with both disgust and envy, "when this guy Steve's mom came in and asked them to run some errand.The coast was clear, and I just had to grab the data stick from the desk."
He handed the grey rectangle to Thaddeus.
"You, moronic piece of crap! This is not a data stick! This is a lighter!"
(...)