Chapter 75

“So what do we do now?” Cody said.

“We wait until someone from the sheriff’s office gets here,” Pete said. “Grab a soda from the fridge and have a seat.”

“Pete, are you gonna be able to lock your apartment tonight?” I said.

“No problem. I can secure it by throwing the deadbolt—I’ll take care of the other part of the lock tomorrow or the next day.”

After what seemed like forever, there was a knock on the door, and when Pete opened it, I saw a familiar face and said, “Hey, Carl. Sorry we got you out so late at night.”

“Don’t worry about it. Captain Martin told my lieutenant to call me because I’m gay and because I’d met at least some of you.”

That was my cue to make the introductions, so I said, “Guys, this is Sergeant Johnson, one of only two out officers with the Jacksonville Sheriff’s Office.”

When the introductions were complete, Pete said, “Have a seat, Sergeant, and tell us how we can help you.”