Chapter 16

Ike knew something about bad dreams. He’d had his share, mostly about the worst experiences he’d endured—his arrest and time in prison. So what bedeviled Perry? He realized suddenly that he really knew very little personal stuff about the deputy. Had he been in the military and seen some rough shit go down? Maybe had to shoot a criminal? What horrors might be playing out in his mind right now?

For a couple more breaths, Ike hesitated. No, he couldn’t let the other man suffer. Better to wake up and get out of whatever trauma ravaged his sleep. He crossed the room in a few quick steps and bent over Perry’s struggling body.

“Hey, bud, you’re okay. Wake up. It’s just a bad dream.”