Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 82282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82282 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” I snarled.
“Any prints in the car?”
Loki shook his head again. “No. Wiped clean.”
“Goddammit. I know it has something to do with that little prick. I bet he sent someone to get the feed, and when I showed up, he used the opportunity.”
My head was pounding. From both my most-likely concussion, as well as the fact that Viddy’s ex-boyfriend just wouldn’t go the fuck away.
Sebastian shook his head. “I think you need to...”
My work pager went off, and I groaned. “God.”
The joys of being a K-9 police officer. You get called out any and all times of the night when they need probable cause.
Looking at the number on my phone, I called dispatch.
“This is officer Killian Spurlock. I received a page.”
Twenty minutes later found Kosher and me at the intersection of Pine and Second Street. There was a white Cadillac Escalade with bright gold rims off to the side of the road, and Tunnel Morrison was speaking to a young Hispanic male at the back of the car.
Tunnel Morrison was a prospect for The Dixie Wardens. He was capable enough, but at times, he seemed too...innocent.
He was very young, only twenty-three, and one of the first ones in the club to offer you the shirt off his back. He had a wife and young child at home, and it surprised me that the wife wouldn’t have a problem with Tunnel being in a MC. However, she was a sweet, young girl and supported Tunnel fully.
I pulled up directly in front of the Cadillac, backing up some so the Cadillac wouldn’t be able to move unless either Tunnel or I allowed it.
Which the young man noticed almost immediately.
Going to the side door, I let Kosher out, holding onto his leash, and started walking him around the car.
Kosher made his way around the car fully. Going low, not smelling anything at all.
Legally, I couldn’t do anything but let Kosher investigate. Kosher would have to give some indication that he found something before I could search the car, or apply for a warrant.
Which is what Kosher found when he passed by a second time on his high sweep.
He stopped short at the rear passenger side door, and sat.
With that one action, Kosher opened up a shit storm for that young man.
Mainly in the form of 300 pounds of marijuana in the man’s back seats.
He’d thought that he’d been smart, cutting the leather of the seats apart and stuffing the seats full of marijuana. Except he hadn’t counted Kosher’s nose into the equation.
He was also a repeat offender, making me realize that some people will never learn.
Little did I know that I was one of those people.
Chapter 13
Feel safe at night, sleep with a cop…your own cop, that is. Not mine.
-Viddy to Bree
Viddy
“Bad boys, bad boys,” Adeline sang. “Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?”
“Hopefully come with them.” I said dryly, making Adeline burst out laughing.
“Oh, Jesus. That’s gross.” She said as she wiped away tears.
“Why?” I asked as I pulled on a pair of jean shorts and a t-shirt that had Benton High emblazoned on the front.
I was getting ready to go to the Benton vs. Kilgore homecoming game. Trance was already going since it was one of the busiest places on Friday nights, and three quarters of the time, he was required to be there with his K-9.
After his big bust yesterday, the town thought he was a hero.
Poor Tunnel was thrust into the spotlight, too.
“Because you just made me think about you doing naughty things with Trance.” She said in exasperation.
I rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom.
“What’s that dog doing?” Adeline yelled from the bedroom.
I looked to find Radar half in-half out of the bathroom staring at my bedroom, and most likely my sister.
“He’s guarding me while I pee.” I yelled as I washed my hands.
“That’s...” Adeline started to yell and lowered her voice when the baby started to scream. “Weird.”
I thought it was somewhat cool. It was nice to have him there with me. I didn’t feel so alone.
I’d even taken him to school with me, much to Sandra’s displeasure.
“He’s a good boy, aren’t you Radar?” I asked the dog.
He wagged his tail fitfully as I scratched him between the ears. He enjoyed the ear rubs as evidenced by the lolling tongue and the eyes that were nearly rolling back in his face.
“Okay, I’m ready whenever you are.” I told her.
She stood from her perch on my bed and handed me the diaper bag while she grabbed Saylor’s car seat.
“Sounds good. I have to get back before Kettle realizes I’m not where he left me.” Adeline teased.
“Why’d he have to work today, anyway? Isn’t he on maternity leave?” I asked as we walked to the door.
She shook her head. “He was. Or could still be if he wanted. But we figured we might need to be saving up his vacation time for when we have doctor appointments and stuff. So he went back to his scheduled shift.”
“Wow,” I said in surprise. “He was okay with leaving you by yourself when she is only three days old?”
She shrugged. “Not really, no. But Kettle’s mom is coming over later to help out, and I told him I was okay.”
“Are you?” I asked as I set the alarm and opened the front door, ushering her out with a sweep of my hand.
Radar was already trotting down the stairs as I closed the door, and stopped to sit on his haunches beside Adeline’s rear car door.
I locked my door, and followed Adeline down, opening the door for Radar before taking my seat in the front.
“Why do you have him, anyway?” Adeline asked as she dropped down in her seat and closed the door.
Putting on my seatbelt, I answered. “Radar is retiring, and Trance doesn’t want him to think he’s being replaced. So I’m going to let him hang with me, since technically, I’m still legally blind.”
“Well, that’s cool. And he can bite that Sandra bitch if you ask him to!” She crowed.