Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 73192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Moments later, he hung up and looked at me. “You want to join me for a few minutes?”
I shrugged. “As long as it doesn’t take more than an hour. I have to relieve someone at eight.”
Theo stood up. “I hope it doesn’t take that long.”
He was wrong.
It took much longer and I owed yet another officer dinner from the Taco Shop.
It was worth it, though.
***
Four minutes later, we finally arrived at the truck Reagan—my Reagan—had described.
“Ready to rock and roll?” Theo questioned, reaching for the lights.
I nodded my head.
Theo flipped the lights on and the truck pulling the boat in front of us started to swerve erratically before finally pulling over to the side.
I grinned and got out, meeting Theo alongside the back of the truck.
“Hello, boys,” Theo drawled. “I noticed y’all have some hydrilla on the back of your boat. Did you know that you had any there?”
I watched the passenger’s face as Theo asked this and saw the look of chagrin flash across his face.
“No, sir,” the driver lied. “We didn’t.”
Theo’s eyes momentarily met mine over the hood of the truck and he rolled them before returning his gaze back to the driver. “Can you step out of the truck for me?”
Luckily Theo’s truck had a massive light bar on it, so when we got to the back of the truck, we could clearly see the very obvious and unmistakable hydrilla that was on the boat trailer, the motor and the boat itself.
I rolled my eyes. This one was a slam dunk.
“What were y’all doing out on the lake?” Theo asked.
I leaned against the grill of Theo’s truck and watched him work, amused when I saw the two men squirm.
“Bow fishing,” the driver explained reluctantly.
“Bow fishing? Let me see what you caught,” Theo continued.
And that was when we found that not only did he have fish that were legal to kill with a bow, but he also had quite a few illegal ones that weren’t keepers, too.
Not to mention he had a firearm in the boat, as well as marijuana.
A lot of it.
Not even just a small amount, but packages of it that made it quite clear that these two men weren’t just dabblers, they were dealers.
There was no way in hell that they weren’t aware that it was in there, either. It’d been with the goddamn life jackets, after all.
Theo made eye contact with me. “You’ll have to arrest these fine gentlemen.” Theo grinned.
I reached for my first set of handcuffs.
“Should’ve told the truth. He might’ve just let you off with a warning,” I pointed out as I handcuffed the passenger. “Especially when there’s a woman who saw you doing it, warned you that you were doing it and then you blew her off.”
The man’s glare turned toward me. “Knew that bitch was trouble.”
It was then that I saw my error.
I shouldn’t have said anything to him about Reagan’s involvement.
I should’ve just let him think some bad luck was the reason why he had been pulled over.
But I didn’t…and I really should have.
Chapter 5
Some people confuse crazy and passionate. Let’s be clear, I am batshit passionate.
-Reagan to Tyler
Reagan
I gave my dad a hug. “Are you sure you can’t stay?”
I mean, honestly, if he’d stay, that’d make me super happy.
Especially since Janie had set me up on yet another date—a real one this time, she’d promised.
Of course, I had no legitimate reason to tell her no because, let’s face it, Janie was a dog with a bone when she wanted something.
“No, Rea. I’m sorry.” He dropped a kiss on my forehead. “You have dirt on your cheek right…there.” He touched the spot.
I grinned.
“That’s not unusual now, is it?” I walked over to a mirror that I had hanging up in the entryway of my rental cabin and asked, “How long have you been staring at it?”
My father’s deep laugh sounded from behind me. “A while. I wasn’t sure if you were going to go out again or take a shower. What would be the point in telling you it was there if you were just going to go back out and play in the dirt?”
I turned and looked at my father, ignoring the dirt. I wouldn’t bother wiping it off. I was going back out…just not anywhere off the property. I was going through the research that I had and then collating everything into relevant sections so that it’d be easier to find.
I was thinking alphabetically, but I might just…
“You’re going to get yourself in trouble one day.” My father laughed.
I rolled my eyes. “We already know that I can get myself into trouble just fine. One day has already happened.”
My dad’s face dropped.
“I hate him with the power of a thousand burning suns,” Dad said bluntly.
I patted him on the shoulder and turned away from him.
“Let’s face it. I would’ve only gotten the one chance. It sucks…but, I was scared shitless about leaving y’all. I may have wanted to move out on my own, but I sure didn’t want to leave y’all entirely. You know that I don’t talk to anyone but y’all,” I said.