INICIAR SESIÓNLindsay 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.
Wren stood up and moved another chair over to Lindsay’s desk, placing it near the corner of her desk where he could face the chair John would be sitting in. He then sat down and waited for John to come in.Moments later, John opened the door to Lindsay’s office, stepped in, and closed the door behind him. He stopped and looked at Lindsay and Wren.“This must not be good. The two of you look almost angry,” John said as he sat down in front of Lindsay.“We aren’t angry, John, but we do need some answers from you about something that is very important to both of us,” Wren told him.“Of course, my boy, I am always happy to help you and your beautiful wife in any way I can,” John said.“We need to know everything you know about James Quinn,” Wren said.John looked at Wren as he straightened in his chair, his lips pressed together tightly. He quickly glanced at Lindsay and then back to Wren.“I don’t know anything about him. Why would you think that I would?” John asked.“Because I know he
Lindsay was sitting at her desk, waiting for Wren to arrive before they met with John. She was staring at the box that contained the files about her late husband and herself. She could not shake the feeling that there was much more than they knew. “If you keep staring at that box, you are going to burn a hole in it with your eyes,” Little Bob said as he walked into her office and set a cup of coffee down on her desk beside her. “That one may taste a little different. I had Cat spit in it for extra flavor.”“Thanks,” Lindsay said as she continued to look at the box. “I had Viktor lick the spoon I used to stir it,” he said. “OK.” “I used my dirty sock as a filter when I made it,” Little Bob said as he sat down across from her desk. Lindsay finally turned her head, looked at him, and then turned back toward the box. “At least I know you’re not stuck in that position. Staring at it won’t give you any more answers than you already have from reading them, and yes, I know you have rea
Lindsay was sitting in her office, staring at the box now sealed with evidence tape. She should have been happy. Wren had hired someone to take his mother to the airport and ensure Margaret got on the plane. Lindsay might also have answers to questions that had haunted her for years, but for some reason, she could not shake the feeling of dread that she had. “So, are you going to tell me what’s in that box?” Little Bob asked as he sat down across from her desk. “No.” “Is there evidence of a criminal case in it?” “Maybe.” “Is it a case that I am a part of?” “Maybe indirectly.” Little Bob got up, closed her office door, and sat back down. “Lindsay, look at me,” he said. “Are you alright?” Lindsay looked at him. “Yes,” she said, then turned back toward the box. She took a knife from a pouch on her belt and handed it to him. “Open it,” she told him. He raised an eyebrow as he took the knife out of her hand. He moved the box to her desk, cut the tape seal, and lifted the lid off.
Wren sat beside the box on the floor that Max had begun to look through. He started by opening one of the files in his hand. Wren immediately saw a picture he recognized as Lindsay’s first husband, James. He paused, looked up, and took a few deep breaths. Just as he lowered his head, Max returned and locked the door behind him. “You alright, man?” Max asked as he set everything that he was carrying down on Lindsay’s desk. “Yeah, I uh…this is just a little harder than I thought it would be. I wasn’t expecting that.” “If you didn’t notice when I called you, I was not exactly calm when I discovered what was in that box,” Max told him as he started the coffee pot. “Now that this is going, I will try to locate any other boxes that might fit in with that one. When I’m done, I will help you read them. Why should you be the only one of us who is uncomfortable?” “Uncomfortable isn’t the right word. I feel like I am completely betraying my wife and invading a part of her life that I know sh
Wren walked back into the bedroom to find Lindsay sitting on the side of the bed.“Why are you getting up? This time, I am the only one who needs to go to work,” Wren told her.“Is there anything that I need to worry about?” Lindsay asked.“No, not a thing. I just have to take care of something. I don’t know how long it will take, but I know it will take a while. When I’m done, instead of coming back here, I will go over to your department, hang out until you get there, and fill you in on anything you need to know. Try to get some more sleep,” Wren told her as he dressed. “OK, call me if you need me,” Lindsay told him. She looked at him and asked, “Is something wrong?” She could not tell if something was wrong, but she could tell that something was not right, and he was not telling her everything. “Nothing is wrong, and I’m sure that I will not need to call you. If I need help, I will wake up Randy, and I always have Max and Yuri from your department as backup. I am in good hands,”
Max was sitting at his desk, playing with a pencil. He looked over at Yuri, who was seated at his desk, reading something on the computer. Hanna was at the dispatch desk reading a book. He was bored. There had been no calls for the last two hours, and he was looking for something to do. “Hanna, has anything come in at all that needs to be done? I need something to do,” Max said to her as he picked up a rubber band and shot it at Yuri. “Yes, Hanna, please find something for him to do. Hopefully, on the other side of the county and by himself,” Yuri told her, not looking away from his computer screen. “There hasn’t been anything since right after the two of you came on shift. Why don’t you go patrol somewhere?” Hanna asked. “I would, but all of the clubs have already closed, and it is minus five degrees outside, so nothing is going on. There isn’t even any weirdness going on. That leaves me with either finding something to do or staying here with the two of you all night,” Max told
Not being in the office had been driving Lindsay crazy. The department had been updating her every shift, usually by at least one dispatcher on duty calling her or a deputy stopping by. Cat had been calling at 8 a.m., noon, and 4 p.m., almost on the dot, to ensure Lindsay knew everything that took
“You look deep in thought. Do I need to come back?” Wren asked.“No. It’s perfect timing, but why didn’t you tell me you would be home today?” Lindsay asked Wren.“I finished things up around midnight and wanted to surprise you,” he said, coming into her office and kissing her before sitting in a c
It had been a few days since Lindsay and Wren had rescued Nim Jones, and things were finally starting to die down. Honestly, even if people were told the truth, they most likely would never believe it. Lindsay was sitting at her desk, doing the department’s monthly reports. She was working her way
Lindsay went online and quickly found the video. Cat, Max, and the Bobs stood behind her as they began to watch it on her computer. Thankfully, it was fuzzy and dark; unfortunately, it showed Nim and Lindsay rather clearly. It also showed the rock hitting the tree next to them and showering them wi







