Chapter 47

“Thanks,” I replied and went on my way.

The place wasn’t that big, and I knew everyone there. I murmured “hello” as I moved along until I arrived at the door marked “Sheriff.” I knocked and heard a gruff “Come in” from the other side.

I opened the door. “Sheriff,” I greeted him, mainly because he hated when I did that.

“Fuck you,” was his grouchy reply as I closed the door and sat in the chair in front of his desk.

Rafe had always looked good in uniform. He filled it out so nicely. He seemed tired, though, and he hadn’t shaved. His eyes looked bloodshot. I wondered if he’d been out drinking late the night before.Or worse, this morning.

I decided to ignore that for the moment and needle him a bit, as only two men who’d grown up around eachother could.

“I really don’t see why I have to come in here to tell you something that was clearly explained in a succinct text,” I said.