Sheriff Tom Tate Novels & Stories

“Mr. Priewe, right! Used to strut around the halls like John Wayne. Hospital rent-a-cop, always talking shit? We called him Prick-we instead of his real name.” “Chip,”said Tommy with disdain, as if a bad taste had crept into his mouth. The face he made reminded Richard of youthful days gone by. “Colossal prick,” Truitt finished. “And he’s police chief? Holy God damn, I thought you said nothing new ever happens here.” “Well, almost nothing.” Tommy locked gazes with him, clearing his throat. “Hey, I’ve gotta hit the hardware store so’s I can get back. But it was great seeing you, Rich. You too, Katie.” He waved to her.

He took on all cases involving gangs and prostitutes and was good at spinning a lie to get people off the charges. “Which ADA got the case?” “It’s looking like it’s going to fall with Evelyn Ward.”

He had not been as patient as most who had visited the office and was more than anxious about being there due to his checkered past of sorts, but he needed to make sure the junkie would be held accountable after what he'd done to the young waitress. Sheriff Marian Tillman seemed to have seen better days as he approached the station with a grim expression filed across his dazed and frown-driven face. He was a lawman of average size with something of a beer gut and keen dark eyes that seemed to go right to a man's soul whenever he looked upon them. He wore his usual dark brown shirt and tie with beige khaki slacks and shiny black dress shoes as he entered his office taking off the large tan ha

Something about the injuries felt… intentional. A knock on the door broke her concentration. She pulled off her gloves. Sheriff Calhoun stepped in. “How bad is it?” “Bad enough that I can tell you this wasn’t a wolf.” His jaw tightened. “That’s what I was afraid of.” She studied him. “What aren’t you telling me?” Calhoun glanced toward the body, then back at her. His voice dropped low. “Let’s just say Tom ain’t the first we’ve lost this way. And if I’m right, he won’t be the last.”

Trevor saw himself being sheriff after Sheridan retired. "Do you think he could have masterminded blackmailing my sister?" "I have my doubts." He may be annoyed that your sister took Lucian's attention, but he's not that devious. He huffs and puffs and can be irritable, but that's about it." "There had been no mudslide and no injured victims when the gunman shot Tom, Sam, and me." Instead of looking for me, he stated he was taking care of the problem." Mrs. Hastings exhaled after taking a long breath. "Obviously, he's been negligent in his duties." Inquire with him. Please contact me at any time if there is anything I can do to help."

I replied curtly but she shook her head. "You're here, so you can tell me now," she held my hand so tight with a pleading look on her face. "Like you said earlier, we can't involve the cops because of Tom's past, so tell me, why?" "Tom committed a lot of crimes in the past, and among them was the murder of twenty-eight people," Jane fell to the floor, and her eyes widened in shock. "A- are you…" She tried to get the words out but she just buried her face in her palms.

“Chief Sheridan, it’s been a while!” Thomas Sheridan had seen a lot, given his age. His authoritative gaze scanned the hall before he asked Nicholas with a smile, “What’s this about today?” “Our Mr. Z Hamerton and his wife are eliminating the scum society for you, Chief Sheridan!” Thomas looked at Zephyr and Cordelia, greeting them politely. He could not help smirking when he saw Joe kneeling on the floor. “I’ve been wanting to look into Joe Tanner for some time! “Thank you for taking control of the situation first, Mr. Thompson!” Thomas said with a smile, “I’ve brought the arrest warrant too. I’m sure something valuable will come out of the interrogation when he’s brought back!”

Scott replied as he got out of the car. Then, after closing the car door, Axel slowly drove the car back away from Scott's residence. Not long after, from inside came out Katie and Tom. Tom is a Beta in Scott's Pack, while Katie is an Omega. For Scott, Tom was his best friend and personal assistant whom he greatly admired. “Scott,” Katie exclaimed as she ran to the handsome man and hugged him. Scott returned the hug as he looked at Tom. Then Katie let go of her arms and touched the handsome man's cheeks and said, “Sheriff Webb told us everything and asked us to wait for you here. So, sorry we didn't come looking for you or met you at the hospital."

His methodical ways had the truck unpacked and in the house in almost no time. "I just realized I didn't actually introduce myself when we first met," he said to me as he lifted the last box from the truck. Grace and Avery had gone inside to get more lemonade and cookies ready. "I'm Matt Grinswald. I'm the sheriff here in town." "Nice to meet you, Sheriff Matt," I answered with a grin. He laughed and hoisted the box onto his shoulder. Despite the limp, he carried the heavy boxes with ease. "Your sister says you race sailboats?"

There is a solid knocking on the broken door, "Police!" "Come in officers and take this trash away please." Tommy drops the still connected taser to the floor. Tia pulls back into the bedroom to grab a robe to cover herself better. She then brings Tommy some shorts. Tommy slips them on as the police officers come in and place Charlie under arrest.