Jesse Duke wasn't one to pry. He always believed that a man's integrity was always more important than his past. If a guy had a few skeletons in his closet, so what? Doesn't really mean he can't make amends for it. Isn't that what it said in the good book?
So when he got a call from Ennis Del Mar, lookin' for work on their farm didn't hesitate and let him. There was plenty of work on the farm, and who knows, maybe Ennis Del Mar was in need of a change of pace.
But he never expected Ennis to be so...stoic. The man hardly ever talked. They had only managed to get him to have supper with his family once. He had only managed to get him to talk about himself and his past once, and after that, he went right back to his closed off self. There were people in Hazzard county who were starting to talk. Making rumours that he was some kind of escaped convict trying to get at someone for revenge. It had been a month since Ennis had started working for them, and a whole nother month since he spent the night on the Duke farm. And as much as Jesse didn't want to admit it, it kind of felt like Ennis was hiding something.
But what could a hard working man like Ennis Del Mar have to hide?
Jesse had sent the Duke boys and Ennis out into the farm to get some work done, and Daisy was already on her way to the Boar's Nest to start her shift. Jesse had instructed Bo and Luke to do everything they can to convince Ennis to stay for supper. It wasn't healthy for a person to stay cooped up in their apartment all day, with nothing to do but think about the next day's work.
Jesse wiped his hands on the kitchen towel and a knock came from the door.
"Hold on a second," Jesse said. He walked over to the door, and turned the knob. And there stood a lankey looking cowboy with a black hat tipped to its side.
"Howdy," the cowboy said, "Is this here the Duke ranch?"
Jesse looked around, there was no one else in sight besides him and this total stranger. "Uh...yeah," Jesse said, "Can I help you?"
"Uhm," the stranger rubbed his neck and closed his eyes, as if he were trying to rub a kink out of his body, "I'm lookin' for Ennis Del Mar."
"Ennis...Del Mar?" Uncle Jesse asked.
"Yeah," the stranger said, "I'm an old friend of his from...way back. I thought I'd come by and look him up." He smiled and tried to seem as nonchalant as possible. "I-I mean, if he ain't here, I can just-"
"No no, he's here, he's just out back on the farm," Jesse said while pointing. "I can take you to him, if you'd like."
The strangers face brightened, and Jesse saw a smile wider than the Mississippi. "I'd like that very much sir."