Chapter 22

Normally he wouldn't have been that unpleasant to a complete stranger, not without much provocation, but something about the way his Kerry had reacted to her mere presence had tipped him off that today wasn't the first time she'd been at the end of that wasp's tongue.

He guessed that was going to be part of his responsibility now, too, figuring out who the fuck the enemy was and breaking them down. Fuck! Like he had time for this small town bullshit drama.

But since she was involved, he guessed he didn't have much of a choice. He hadn't dug too deep into the mechanics of the town. Mostly, the people he ran into were friends of his grandparents when he went to the pharmacy to pick shit up for gramps or went to one of their old hangouts on some errand or other for the old man. No one had ever mentioned her or what had happened to her in his presence. Why would they?

He'd learned all he did about her from Lucille, but it looked like he was going to have to do some digging on his