She was this close to taking it too.
That she chose this over that…
What the hell was wrong with her?
Oh, yeah.
Her father was just looking for a way to fire her, so she’d have to go elsewhere to find a job, leaving Caspian behind.
So, she sucked it up.
Now, though, it was done, and all that happened was her uniform smelled like beer, and she had some hair pulled out when one of the guys got her braid caught on their utility belt in the melee.
“Head in,” she said to Forest Blasi, her backup in this mess. “Tank them. I’m going home to shower and get some aspirin. I have a freaking headache from this nonsense.”
The other deputy laughed.
“This was ridiculous,” Kory Spark admitted. “I swear to God, the owners should be slapped for saying‘all you can drink’around the drunks here. Everyone knows that they love them some free shit.”
She snorted.
Truer words had never been said.
“I won’t arrest you if you do it. No punches, and I will turn my head like I’m checking out some trees.”
Forest snorted.
“I saw nothing, either, Chief.”
Yeah, that said it all.
All of the reservation cops were damn tired of dealing with the bullshit that went on here because it was always with the same offenders.
ALWAYS.
As the men transported, she filled out the report in her car, before getting back on the road to drive to her cabin. Thank God she had some dinner waiting for her.
There was no doubt her father had been there, and he had left something for her.
That was the only good part about him hovering since she started dating Caspian.
Now, she had to hope it was carb-laden after that fight with the drunks. She needed to recoup those calories for later when she had some sexy fun with a hot Marine.
OUTof uniform and clothes.
As she was driving home, something caught her eye near one of the camping grounds.
What she found odd was the fact that they closed down the areas this time of the year from people off of the reservation. It was hunting season, and the last thing they wanted was someone getting shot as they were having a cookout with their family, or camping under the stars.
No one should be near the grounds, unless they were from here.
Turning around, she went back and pulled in behind the car. On the back of the report she’d been filling out, she scribbled down the license plate number in case she needed it later if the car was abandoned.
Then, she put the report back on the clipboard.
Getting out, she headed toward the car.
That’s when she saw a guy under the hood of the vehicle.
