Chapter 67: My Lover's Mate

Sitting in Lainie’s office at the sheriff’s department, Wes signed his name at the bottom of the report and set the pen down on top, resigned to the fact that he had a lot of work ahead of him to put Everglades back in shape. When he followed Lainie inside his bar last night, he had almost lost it as he viewed the damage done to his place. Chairs had been smashed, liquor bottles broken, glasses tossed across the bar, and tables overturned. Beer signs had been ripped down from where they hung and tossed all over the place, and the giant mirror behind the bar was shattered. His office had been broken into and ransacked, papers scattered all over the place and his desk turned upside down. There wasn’t a single thing in the bar that had not been destroyed or at least damaged in some way. This was more than just the work of two punk kids. The Order of Wardens had arrived in Bull Creek, and they seemed to have brought an army with them.