Late one August afternoon, Hunter and Rolly were working in the barn when Hunters phone rang. He glanced at the screen and frowned slightly. Why would the sheriff be calling?
Hey, Bill, he answered cautiously.
Hey there, Hunter. I hate to bother you, but Im out here by your gate. Mind letting me in?
Hunter glanced at Rolly, who watched him curiously. Uh, yeah, sure, Ill be right out there. He disconnected and nodded to Rolly. Bill Albrights out at the gate.
Want me to go letim in?
Hunter shook his head. Nah, Ill do it myself. He handed Rolly the tool hed been using and grabbed a set of keys from a hook on the wall. Just outside the barn, he climbed onto a four-wheel ATV and fired it up. A few minutes later, he slid open the gate and watched Bill drive his SUV cruiser through.
The sheriff buzzed down his window. Like I said, Im sorry to bother you. Is there someplace we could talk?