Sheriff Callie Peck Novels & Stories

Sheriff Trina's phone vibrated in her back pocket, and she slides her hand inside the pocket, taking out the phone she swiped to the receiver side without checking the caller's name. “Sheriff Trina!“ She announced on the call. “He is awake!“ The caller excitedly announced to her. “Who?“ “Brian! “B-Brian?“ “Yep, he is awake!“ “We'll be there in a jiffy!“ She said and dropped the call “We have to get going, he is awake!“ Sheriff Trima said, and Cassie calm down, her face lit up” “Really?“ She asked. “I don't know, we just have to get going, kid!“

Ever since that day, her mother constantly brings Peppy up when Cal asks if she can have a pet. “You’re probably right.” Callie sighed pulling us back to the present, “I can’t wait to live on my own. I’m going to bring home every pet of which I can possibly think.” “Maybe not a skunk?” I grinned, thinking about those five long weeks of trying to get rid of the smell. “Maybe not again.” Callie laughed, “But Peppy was worth all that cleaning.” We looked down at the bird. He had snuggled against Callie’s leg and began to fall asleep.

They got in Annie’s patrol car and started toward the call. “Sheriff, thanks for coming with me on this call. I mean, I have heard about how you can yell at these things and make them just stop what they are doing, and even make them put everything back where it was. I’m so excited to think that I will get to see that happen in real life,” Annie said quickly.

Now that dream had come true, but at the cost of a frantic and exhausting pace of life. The sheriff took a deep breath as she walked into the station with her usual authoritative stride. She asked if there was anything urgent waiting for her as she sat down at her desk and began unlocking her computer. “We have the prisoners who came from the Colt Ranch and another one who was arrested after grabbing the ass of an underage girl.” “What?” Victoria exclaimed, outraged. She had never heard of that kind of behavior in her town for as long as she could remember. “Who’s the bastard?” “Clayton Houston.”

“Folks are saying all kinds of things. But I know who did Clyde in. I told the Sherriff and I’m sure I’ll be a witness at the trial. I have a nice speaking voice I’ve been told.” Leila’s nails bit into her palms, trying to keep her head, and not give the old bag a good shake. Peggy liked to make everything about herself and stretch the truth. Maybe she had a nice voice about a million cigarettes ago, now her voice was as unpleasant as her personality. Had Peggy put the Sheriff on poor Ster’s trail? After all the things her boss had done for the old witch, was that how she’d shown her gratitude? “What did you see that night, Peggy?” Leila repeated, “surely it won’t stay a secret long as the s

"No! I came with friends! Hazel, Piper, and Billy. But they took Piper and 9 others!' " Okay, I understand. Can you call this Hazel or Billy?" "Don't you get it? I told you before that they took our phones! So that we could not record what was been done here!" "Do you have any way I can reach any of this your friends?" "Sure. You have to call our boss" she said as the Sheriff nodded at one of the officers who came forward with a cell phone. "The cell number?" She called it as the officer dialed the number and gave it to the Sheriff.

‘Silly, why are you crying?’ Callie tried to smile. ‘It’s fine if Elias won’t help. His heart belongs to someone else now. I’m old news to him. But don’t you worry, I’ve still got friends. When Dylan comes back, I’m sure he won’t just sit by and watch me get court-martialled.’ ‘Are you and Major General Sheppard really dating?’ Callie cleared her throat. ‘Of course.’ ‘I thought it was an act.’

The Sheriff nodded with understanding "if you say so, Ms Katie Clyde" Katie Clyde thanked the sheriff before departing from his office. As she was about to board her rickety trunk, her phone rang. Without checking the caller ID, she answered it. "Hello" she muttered into the phone's receiver. "Katie, you vixen bitch, are we still friends?" Chloe's voice shrieked from the phone's speaker. Katie Clyde's eyes widened and she stammered out an apology. Chloe cut her off and asked, "oh shut up girl, where are you?"

The guy asks with a cocked eyebrow. “Yes,” Callie mutters. “That is exactly what she wants Jake. She is climbing out the bathroom window and she would like her mate to know.” He glares at Callie and stomps off. “You will have to excuse him. He is an ass kisser.” “You won’t tell Colt, will you?” “Not if you don’t want me too.” I hadn’t spoken to Callie since she killed Daphne’s sister. I knew Colt had ordered her but Sophie was just a human.

“Aunt Steff, Callie wanted to ask the commissioner about the progress of Wanda’s attempted murder case, she was worried about her. She thinks the attacker might attack her again.” Steffanie moved forward and held Callie in her arms. “Oh, Callie , you have just met Wanda but you are worried about her. You are such a kind-hearted woman. And you were the one who saved her or the killer would have killed her mercilessly.” I pulled out of her arm and wrote. “ But I wish I could have seen his face but sadly I fainted or the killer might have been caught by now.” As I was showing my pad to Steffanie, Jackson Harris took the pad from me and read it.