A week had gone by since the sheriff had gone on his honeymoon. Williamson read through the switchboard and deputies’ reports. He was acting sheriff until the real one got back. Williamson liked his job as a deputy, and he didn’t think he would mind being active sheriff – until he was.How does he deal with this insufferable paperwork? It’s non-stop. It’s a wonder the sheriff gets anything done outside of the office, Williamson thought.Williamson fought the urge to groan out of boredom. He’d rather be in a shootout than read one more report or do one more budget check.If he goes away this long again, maybe someone else can be acting sheriff.The phone rang.“Sheriff’s office, this is Williamson,” he answered.“Yes, this is Lieutenant Joseph Smith from the Miami Police Department. I’m calling for a Sheriff Matthew Kirby.”“Sheriff Kirby will be out of town for another week. I’m the acting sheriff until he gets back. My name is Curtis Williamson. What can I do for you, Lieutenant Smit
Williamson had been gracious enough to let Nick perp walk Ghost into the station. The guys had looked surprised and happy to see him. They had complimented Nick as he walked Ghost by them. Patty, the switchboard operator, had a big smile on her face.Williamson put Goldman on watch duty in lockup with Ghost. Williamson asked Nick to join him in Kirby’s office.On the way to Nick’s old stomping ground, he had told Williamson he had opened a bail bonds business two and half months ago. They worked on the go. No office. Nick was very selective about whom he bonds but mostly he hunted. He looked for big rewards and they went after that fugitive. Nick and his team had caught seven fugitives so far and the rewards were plentiful. Ghost was number eight. The monetary compensation wasn’t huge, but the reward of finally getting Ghost wasn’t about money. It was the peace of mind that the last person who was responsible for his brother and sister-in-law’s deaths was going to be punished.Nick pl
Matt rolled Jodi over in the king size bed. He continued to plow into her as she wrapped her long natural tan legs around his waist. Her luscious breasts swayed to his rhythm. God, he loved her. He was going to spend a lifetime making love to her, making her smile, and vacationing with her.His dick got soaked as she came. He let go, shouting her pet name that Matt and only Matt used. He breathlessly claimed her mouth. They were both hot and sweaty. Matt rolled over on his back.Jodi breathlessly grabbed the remote from the nightstand and cut the AC on high. “Oh god,” she moaned. “Was it hot in here when we came back in or did we make it hot?”He chuckled. “I think we made it hot. The AC was running when we left.”“Well, it’s going to be nice and cool in a minute, so let’s get under the sheet,” she said softly. Jodi reached down to pull the sheet up over them. They were all over each other when they had come in from having a late lunch in the restaurant downstairs. Matt had slung the
Nick had just taken a shower. He let everyone take a shower first since Rodriguez and Albertson had to be at the station by eight. Gia and Walker wanted to cook breakfast for everyone, so Nick ate first and showered last.His brown hair was still wet. He was bare-chested and barefoot when he walked downstairs. He had on brown slacks. He put his shirt on the couch. Nick planned to drive into Phoenix later to do some recon on fugitives at large.Nick was about to sit down when the doorbell rang. He walked across the carpet to answer it. He wasn’t surprised when he opened the door. Nick figured he’d show up sooner or later.“You still haven’t shaved,” Goldman said with a smirk.“I was expecting you,” Nick said with a little smile.Goldman raised his shaving kit. Goldman was the best shave man around. His father and grandfather had been barbers. Goldman gave Nick an old fashion Italian shave.An hour later, Nick’s face was as smooth as a baby’s bottom. They didn’t talk during that time, b
Matt waited for someone to answer the door. There was an SUV in the driveway that he didn’t recognize. He assumed it was a rental. Matt did recognize the Harley Davidson, however. It was Goldman’s. He had come early to see his old friend.Matt knew that he and Dalton had to have a conversation before Dalton did his first shift tomorrow. Williamson had said Dalton apologized to Jacobs; and that Jacobs had admitted that maybe he should have handled things differently. Matt hoped they could work it out, too. Matt saw the boys as an extended family of brothers. Carter was the shining star. Goldman was the heart. Williamson was the foundation. Lawrence was the jokester. Dalton was the cornerstone. And Matt was the eldest brother. The eldest wanted and needed the cornerstone back.The door opened. Matt’s eyes widened as he faced a tall, muscled black woman. Her eyes were serious. Even her chin and cheeks had muscle definition. Matt was prepared to see a couple more tough hombres because of
Gia, Nick, and Walker had stopped by the police station in Phoenix to inquire about a couple of fugitives that were at large. They canvased the area for possible haunts of a fugitive who had a ten thousand dollar bounty on his head. He was wanted for aggravated assault and armed robbery. They didn’t have any luck, but they planned to question two family members of his later. The bounty hunters stopped at a small downtown restaurant for a late lunch.Nick, Gia, and Walker walked down the sidewalk in downtown Phoenix. Nick sucked soda out of a straw from a plastic cup as Gia and Walker took in the sites. They’ve never been to Phoenix before.A woman wearing a wide brim sky blue hat and dark sunglasses stepped out of a café several feet away from them. The hat matched her sky blue form-fitting dress perfectly. The skirt of the dress came below her knee. Her legs were long and light brown.Nick would recognize those switching hips and long legs anywhere. They belonged to Jackie Garvey. Ni
Nick rapidly flipped and punched the speed bag. His brown hair, angled face, and bulky ripped, muscled chest were soaked in sweat.They found the fugitive with the ten thousand dollar bounty on his head. He was about to flee Phoenix for the Mexican border. He actually shot at them. Nick returned fire. He had clipped the fugitive in his arm. When he dropped the gun, Walker was on the fugitive like white on rice. They had collected the bounty and returned to town.Gia and Walker wanted to go out for drinks to celebrate. Rodriguez and Albertson had finished their shift and were game. They wanted to hear about the job they had just finished. Nick told them to go ahead. He wasn’t in the mood. What he was in the mood for was a fight. Catching the fugitive earlier wasn’t enough.Nick went to his old gym and asked the manager if he could have a week pass. Not only did he give Nick a week pass, he didn’t charge him. When Nick tried to pay for passes for his team, the manager wouldn’t charge hi
Jackie laid on her back in her room at Garvey’s staring at the ceiling. A week had gone by since Jackie saw Nick Dalton in Phoenix. She wondered if she was too hard on him. Nick did try to apologize.No, she told herself. You will not feel regret. Move on. Nick Dalton is gone – for good.Nick and his men had left town yesterday. Jackie knew that because Bonnie told her. Nick had gone to the diner to make peace with her. He gave her a bouquet of yellow roses. He had gone to Jodi’s house and did the same. Jodi loved the roses. Nick had driven to Jesse’s house and gave him an apology along with a twelve pack of beer. Of course, Jesse accepted it.Jackie? She hadn’t heard one word from him. She didn’t blame him. Jackie threw his attempt at an apology back in his face.There was a light tapping on the door. Then, it slowly opened.“Hey, Duchess,” Billy greeted when he peeked his head in.“Hey,” Jackie said as she lifted her head.“We got a surprise for you,” Billy said with a smile.“We?”