Mag-log inLindsay got into her car and thought about what she was doing. She was not even close to being ready to return to that department after what had happened, much less to be in charge of it. As Lindsay started to drive, she thought about the many things she wanted to do that first day. One of the first things was to look through the personnel files so she knew who was working there. She had heard that several had been fired after voicing their disapproval of her termination.
The first thing was to talk to Esther. Esther had been the receptionist and day dispatcher for so long that no one could remember her not being there. She was the one who truly ran that sheriff’s department. Ester knew everyone there and everything that happened, no matter what time of the day or night. It did not matter what the question was; if you needed answers, Esther was the woman to ask. Lindsay found herself smiling and looking forward to seeing Esther today. She would have coffee made and a smile on her face.
Lindsay turned at the street corner to go to the department. As she parked her car, she took a deep breath to prepare herself to walk through the door. She knew Esther would be there to tell her the truth about what was going on. When Lindsay walked in, she saw someone she did not recognize in Esther’s place behind the counter. The young woman in dispatch was nothing like Esther. This woman was tall and thin, with long, dark hair shaved on the sides of her head and numerous tattoos. What made her even more noticeable was the fact that, despite being very tall, she also wore six-inch heels.
“Hi, I’m Lindsay Gold. I am taking over as interim sheriff,” Lindsay said, then waited to see what the reply would be. It turned out to be a pleasant surprise.
“It is so nice to meet you. My name is Cat,” the tall brunette replied. “I hope that you can fix a few things around here.”
“Fix things? That didn’t take long,” Lindsay said. “Please don’t take this the wrong way, but why are you here instead of Esther? She always works the day shift.”
Cat got a strange look on her face before laughing. “First, don’t worry about saying anything to bother or offend me because I doubt that is even possible. Second, Esther sort of doesn’t work here anymore. She started falling asleep at work a lot, and the last time the old sheriff walked in, and she was asleep, he decided it was probably best she retired.”
Lindsay replied, “I can understand that. She had been here, what, sixty-plus years? I only wish I had known. I was looking forward to her smiling face this morning.”
Cat instantly put a huge smile on her face. “Does this help? I know it isn’t the same, but you should at least get a smile from someone.”
“Thanks. That actually does help.” Lindsay looked around for a second and realized that many of the offices had been moved and that there had been some remodeling. “Would you mind giving me a quick tour? Things have changed since the last time I was here.”
“I would love to,” Cat said as she continued to smile.
The tour was quick. One significant change was the removal of some storage space and the addition of more desks in the area where the deputies did their reports and paperwork. The office the sheriff used had had the most work done. It had been completely remodeled. One wall was now glass. It had new, dark red paint and taxidermied animals on the walls.
“Those animals have to go,” Lindsay said.
Cat replied with one question. “Would you like them in the dumpster or the closet?”
With that, Lindsay no longer had any doubt that Cat was going to be a very important person to her in this department. They had just met, and Cat did not question her decision; she simply asked for clarification.
“Let’s just put them in the closet for now. We don’t know who those things belong to yet. Someone might want them back.”
Cat immediately walked over to one large deer head on the wall and began to lift it off.
“Cat, before you start that, would you do me a huge favor? I want to look through the personnel files of the current department employees so that I know who works here. Is that something you can help me with?”
Lindsay watched Cat’s reaction carefully.
“I can get those for you right now. I’m guessing that you also want mine,” Cat answered.
“Yes, please.”
Lindsay sat down at the sheriff’s desk and watched Cat walk out of the room. She was both in awe and completely terrified by Cat. On her heels, Cat was well over six feet tall. Lindsay was not short, but she felt it next to Cat. She also had a feeling that there was a lot more to Cat than what she saw. Cat came back in moments later with a stack of files.
“If you have any questions about anything, please feel free to ask,” Cat said with that same big smile.
Lindsay looked at her and said, “I do have one. Do Big Bob and Little Bob still work here?”
Cat laughed, “They still work here. They are some of the few that the old sheriff didn’t fire after he fired you. Why did the sheriff fire you, anyway? I have heard all kinds of rumors.”
“That is a story for another day,” Lindsay replied. “Thank you for the files and the info on Big Bob and Little Bob.”
“You’re welcome, and just yell if you need anything. God knows the old sheriff did,” Cat turned and walked to the counter at the front of the office.
Lindsay decided to start with Cat’s file. She had a feeling it would be interesting and full of surprises.
Hours later, they woke up on the couch. They both quickly realized they had made a mistake not going back to bed. “How bad are you hurting from sleeping on this couch?” Wren asked her, not trying to get up. “Bad,” Lindsay answered. Her ribs were hurting and making it difficult to breathe. “I think we are getting too old for this.” “Speak for yourself, old man. I am still young. I have just been beaten up too many times.” “Do you think Dillon would come and help us up off this thing?” Wren asked, moving a little and grimacing. Lindsay laughed, “No. I think he would point, laugh, record it, and call Max to come and do the same thing.” “Hmm, you might be right about that one.” “Give me a minute, and I will start working on getting up,” Lindsay said. It took several minutes for Lindsay to slowly change positions and get up. When she was up, Wren could get up without any difficulty. Lindsay cooked breakfast while Wren showered first. When he was finished, he came out, and they a
It was a warm summer night, and Lindsay was in her favorite place, her front porch. It was sometime after midnight, and she was once again awake because of nightmares. Most of the time, Lindsay didn't remember what they were; she would just wake up in a cold sweat, her heart pounding. This time, she remembered all of it. She remembered what happened the day Wren had found Clayton. Remembering Wren lying on the ground filled her with panic. She heard the door open, and Wren and Crook came onto the porch. Wren had two bottles of her favorite orange soda and handed one to her.“Nightmares?” Wren asked as he sat beside her and kissed her. “Yeah, about what happened with Clayton,” Lindsay answered. Wren put his arms around her and pulled her close. He did not say anything; he just held her. He did not want to tell her he had been having nightmares about the same thing. After several minutes, he let go, looked at her, and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Are you feeling better?” he asked
Lindsay sat at her table in the shade of one of the many trees in Little Bob’s yard. She watched Wren as he stood near the house, talking with Viktor, Yuri, and Max. She could not help but think about how handsome Wren was in his dress slacks and a button-down shirt. They were usually in uniforms or work clothes, or in sweats when they were home. It was nice to see him like this. Cat sat down beside Lindsay and quietly said, “I know that look.” “What look?” Lindsay asked. “The look you have now. That is the same look that Wren has when he watches you,” Cat told her. Lindsay smiled and replied, “I didn’t realize I had a look just now.” “You do, but that isn’t a bad thing. Now, if you will excuse me, I have to go drag Viktor away from the group for Annie. She and Izzy are trying to be patient with him and Max, but that isn’t working very well,” Cat told her. Cat stood and walked to where the men were talking. It took only a moment for Cat to break up the group, and Wren returned t
Wren drove to Little Bob’s house. They passed the river access, where they encountered the creature that had attacked Big Bob. When they did, Wren squeezed Lindsay’s hand. There had been many close calls since she had become sheriff. This wedding was a nice distraction from everything that had happened.They pulled into Little Bob’s driveway and parked under one of the giant oaks that lined it. Before they were even out of the car, Little Bob was walking toward them. “Are you ready for him?” Wren asked Lindsay. “The better question is, are you ready for him? I will be inside with the ladies trying to keep Evie and Jenny from crying themselves silly,” Lindsay answered, smiling at him. “You have fun with that, and yes, I’m ready for him,” Wren laughed. “About time you three got here,” Little Bob called out as they got out of the car. “Evie and Jenny are making Molly nervous, and they are all driving me crazy.” “I will take care of them if you take care of these two,” Lindsay told
It had been nearly a month since Wren and Lindsay had been attacked and Clayton had been killed. Wren had healed completely, other than a small scar above his eyebrow. Lindsay was still somewhat sore and was left with a wicked scar from the chest tube that had been placed in her side. Today was the day Little Bob’s daughter, Molly, and Big Bob’s son, Connor, were getting married, and it was a nice distraction from what had happened recently. Lindsay slipped on the dress she was going to wear and felt Wren immediately begin zipping the back for her. He moved closer, putting his arms around her waist and kissing her neck. “You look beautiful,” Wren whispered in her ear. Lindsay turned to face him, and Wren kept his arms around her as she did. He pulled her even closer and kissed her again. “If you keep this up, we may not make it to the wedding,” Lindsay said with her lips still close to his.“I had thought about that,” he said as he kissed her again. “I guess we should go. Little
Max and Dillon had done everything they could think of to clean the house before Lindsay and Wren got home. They had a load of dishes running in the dishwasher, the floors had been swept and mopped, and they even did the laundry after they washed Crook. Max had just put a couple of frozen pizzas in the oven when they heard Wren’s car pulling into the driveway. They hurried to the door and waited for Wren and Lindsay to walk in, so that when the pair did, they were met by Max and Dillon, both standing and smiling at them.“Oh, this is frightening,” Wren said as soon as he opened the door and saw them.“Don’t pick on them too much. It looks like they have been behaving themselves,” Lindsay said as she carefully hugged both Dillon and Max.Crook came running into the room and started bouncing up and down by her to get her attention. She looked down at the dog and kneeled to pet him.“Did you guys give him a bath, too?” she asked.“That was your son’s idea. He said something about that p
Lindsay’s heart was racing. She had not realized how completely terrified she was. She was thinking about that last call and, at the same time, trying to push it out of her head so she could focus on this one. She still had times when things would flood back about that night and almost overwhelm he
Wren and Lindsay looked at each other, and Lindsay shook her head. Wren went to the door and opened it. “May I help you?” Wren asked.“I was told that the new sheriff wanted to speak with me. My name is Andy Baxter,” he said quietly.Lindsay was taking a drink of her soda and almost choked when sh
Lindsay Gold finally made it home and was hoping to have a quiet evening and night after her first day as county sheriff. Thankfully, the day was largely uneventful. All the personnel files were reviewed, notes were taken, and a list of employees she wanted to meet was compiled. So far, it had not
Lindsay sat for a moment as the laughter from Big Bob and Little Bob died down.“Thank you, Cat. I’m sorry to bother you again,” Lindsay said.Cat replied with a smile, “No problem. I’m here whenever you need me.”“All right, you two,” Lindsay said, looking at both Bobs, “What do we do about this?







