Chapter 63

“Just one. He’s here to check everything’s ready, but more might show up.”

“I don’t know what to do here,” Quinn admitted, because he could see the same sentiment in Jimmy’s expression. “I’m supposed to be leaving town at seven thirty.”

When Jimmy didn’t seem to have anything to say right then, Quinn asked, “How long have you had the sheriff in your pocket?”

Jimmy chuckled at the question. “Technically it’s mostly been Dad’s pocket until now. How do you think we’re dealing so easily here? Yet things still stay calm?”

It did make sense, really. A small-town cop gone corrupt could easily get a nice nest egg for retirement while still doing his job. Looking away was easy.

“Does he know about the Skulls?”

He knew the answer before Jimmy spoke. “It was partially his idea. More money for all of us.”

So it was greed, more than anything.

“It surprises me that Ian went that way, bribing the sheriff’s department, I mean.”