Sheriff Tom Tate Novels & Stories

The tall, dark haired officer says. The shorter, African American one beside him introduces himself. “I'm Sheriff Marty Tibbins. This is officer Ayden Scott. I'm looking for Calista Harlow.” “That's me.” “May I come in and speak to you?” The sheriff asks me politely. “Yes, sir. Please come on in.” I open the door wider, gesturing them in. The come into the house and I lead them to the living room. Wyatt sees them and gets out of the floor, coming to stand beside me, taking my hand in his.

She had been amazing today—calm, focused, and efficient, just like before. But deep down, doubts lingered. As much as he adored her, the fear of being betrayed again gnawed at him. The sound of the doorbell interrupted his thoughts. Phoenix sighed, leaving Atticus’s room to answer it. “Hey, cous,” Tom greeted, holding up a paper bag. “Let me remind you, I’m not your delivery boy.” Phoenix flashed a sly grin, taking the bag. “Thanks. Put it on my tab. I’ll send the check next week.”

Tom sighed and leaned in to talk to me, “In this line of business, I have seen a lot of infidelity among married people. Believe me when I tell you that there is nothing like ‘she isn’t the type to cheat on me’. Women are dangerous people. They all act and look so innocent when they’re far from it.” “Not Natasha,” I shook my head. “I will go back and check for myself." Right before I turned on the ignition, Tom stopped me. “I have to go!” I told him firmly. “You will but we should be strategic with this,” he said carefully. “I noticed CCTV cameras around the place. It’s a bit much for that small motel but that’s not even the point I was going to make. I will give Charlotte a call and have he

Heather is completely serious as she explains her thoughts to Tommy. Heather feels like she is finally gaining an understanding of who Liam Sullivan is and the lengths he is willing to go to succeed. She knows he is willing to kill, so it is not a stretch to believe that he would kill his father to take over the company. Tommy is visibly struggling with all of this speculation. Officer Tommy McNeil has been a cop for two years, but he has never been involved in a major case. Heather watches him carefully reading through the files. She knows he is trying to find something concrete to focus on because her theories are too much for him to handle right now.

Yes, that was true. I knew that as well. But why keep them relaxed? When you could keep them on their toes and still experience wonderful output? I preferred the latter. "Well, thank you for that, Mr Kingsley. I think we'll cut to the chase. I was compiling a few things before you came into the room." I smiled knowingly. From the onset, I had noticed the whiteness of the desk. Chief Tom was still the same man I had known in Cleveland. A top ranked police officer that did drugs excessively. You could change a man's location, but you can't change the man he truly was.

I was really irate, even if it takes a the whole day I will go through all the Tanners registered in the system. Kayla’s POV I quickly set-off to investigate the bullet, maybe there’s a deep secret in this county that I don’t know about. Sheriff Morgan’s POV I quickly rushed to my office to set things in order for the press conference. I am just very nervous right now, my long standing career cannot go down the landmine because of this. “How are you doing Morgan?” That greeting brought me back to reality, it sounds familiar as well, on turning back it turns out to be Tom , a senior agent with the agency.

" I give Zack a nod before he disappears over to Callum and Jack. Hunter's Dad Marlow is ex-FBI and one incredible man. He was forced to leave the FBI about 5 years ago due to a knee injury after being shot. He may not be able to run anymore but the man's mind is still shit hot and exactly what I need right now. "I've done the same," Tom says before shaking Sheriff Nelson's hand and staring up a conversation. I try to keep up with them but my mind keeps wandering to deadly thoughts. I can't stand around here anymore, I need to be out looking for my girls... I just need to do something. Molly

He tossed his gym bag in the back seat "I'm too tired to get up." "Fine then. I'll drive with you sitting out there." Tom chuckled. "Sawyer did that once. Peggy was so scared. She swore she was going to kill me for driving." Tate smirked. "How is he by the way? Haven't seen him in months." "He's good. He came over for half the summer." "Nice." Tom grunted and he slid off the hood. "Hey that reminds me." "What?" He tossed his bag in the back as well and got in.

He had shorts on, an old television was hanging on the wall, next to it was guitar and a speaker with one of its loop broken. "Can't stay man, gat some serious business to deal with" Tom said as he picked the pack of cigarette that was lying in the table, Jim pulled out a lighter, lighted Tom's stick and fired one for himself. He blew his in balls and circles, he loved to play with his smoke. "Keep this somewhere safe" Tom flashed the dagger at him, as he looked round the room. "You going to the Feds mate?" "Nope,just some simple business, its simple man, trust me" Tom said amidst a mouthful of smoke.

“Will you please have Trevor stop by my house and pick up one of my novels? While I’m watching the kids, give me something to do. Jake said, “I’ll ask him. The sheriff waved Jake with his removed Stetson. “Wait on for just a minute, please. He works for me, and I need to look into something. Seeing his uncle, Darien furrowed his brows. The sheriff’s brown eyes grew gloomier and more focused. Well, hey, I think I can spare him if it only takes a minute. “Tom’s wanting to see you, Darien, and he wants to have a glance at Larissa to make sure she’s okay, but Doc says he has to stay put for the time being,” Jake said. “Well, OK. Oh, Uncle Sheridan, hurry up. We’ll let you know everything we know