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Chapter 1

Zoey

I pull up to the one-story brick house, noting the property Out here in Williamson county, there’s no fancy area of McMansions, but this is probably as close as it gets Sh room for residents to have space to breathe Definitely different froet fixed that dot the majority of the county

I shut offto myself the four sheriff’s depart of a gang here

Calling all crooks, calling all crooks in Williamson County It’s open season on all cri or bank robbing! A rich dude croaked That’s more important than your piddly shit!

I go around to the back ofthere’s one deputy out front wrestling with a large reddish-orange dog as he tries to attach a leash to its collar

“Rusty, stop!” he yells, obviously getting frustrated “Sit! Heel! Goddammit, chill the fuck out!”

I can’t help but grin at the silly antics as the man and cute beast battle for dominance Obviously, Rusty never went to obedience school, or he just doesn’t give a shit what so tells him

“Looks like he’s handing you your ass,” I say with a laugh, adjusting ood? Need another pair of hands?”

Usually, so that looks like he could be in a dog food co to end the sha a meme You take help from anyone for that But not froh I’ood, Zoey You go on inside I’ll keep Rusty over here, away from you”

It sounds like he’s protecting Rusty fro onto his ass backpedaling from me

Ugh Thankfully, h I’m pretty sure they could hear it on the other end of the county with as hard as I did it

Inside the entryway, I take the ti by Jeff He’s the sheriff, so I’ve worked several cases with hiive hi to be professionally friendly, one he nervously and grudgingly returns