That gun was turning toward Kindred. “Go stand over there by Rudolph.”
“Who?”
“Me,” Rudolph tells her. He owns the tree stand.
“Now!” Everyone takes a step back. I drop the clip out of the gun. “Neither of you get off that ground,” I tell them whilewalking back toward my cruiser to toss the gun in. I haven’t used a gun in all the time I’ve lived here, and Beckett is drawing hers like it’s a free-for-all.
“Hey.” Kindred walks over to me, her heels loud on the concrete.
“You get this crowd to move along for me?” I see the irritation in her expression. I know I need to get Kindred the hell out of here before she says something to Beckett. She’s not going to be a fan of her waving her gun around.
“I can do that.”
“Thanks, Cupcake.” She ducks her head, turning, but I see the smile and clock that it made her relax. Kindred does as I ask. If anyone can get them moving, it’s her. I see Beckett’s lips purse.
“Are you calm?” I ask the leather coat guy. He nods. “Then get up and get your ID out and stand over there.” I point to the front of my cruiser.
“Sir,” Beckett starts to say, but I cut her off with a look. I don’t want to scold her in front of half the town. That wouldn't be good for anyone.
“How about you? He knocked some sense into you?” I ask.
“Yeah.”
“Then get up and get your ID out.”
“He punched me!” the man grumbles, getting to his feet. He pulls out his ID. I scan it, memorizing it before handing it back.
“They both took a few swings before you showed up,” Rudolph informs me.
“Where is your vehicle?” I ask the man who was assaulted.
He points across the street to a red truck.
“Yours?” I ask the other man, who is obediently standing where I’d told him to. He cringes at my question.
“We rode together. We’re cousins.”
“Give me your ID.” I take his too and do the same. “Both of you get the hell out of my county. Then get out of the truck and beat the shit out of each other for all I care.”
“Okay.”
“Yeah, we can do that.” They’re both eager to not be arrested.
“Now.”
“Right.” They both take off toward their truck across the street, not watching what the hell they are doing. A white car has to slam on its brakes to not hit them.
Two idiots down. One to go.
Chapter Fourteen
KINDRED
This town has lost its mind today, or maybe I have. It has been one thing after another since I landed in Town Hall this morning, by a miracle without a hangover. Now, I might have a sexover? I mean it wasn’t actually sex, but there was an orgasm. An earth-shattering one, to be clear. All I know is I’ve been on edge all day.
Seeing Cash all bossy didn’t help either. Nor had seeing the deputy Katie who is now on my shit list. The way she eye-fucks Cash is pissing me off and making me want to rub all over him like a cat in heat to douse him in my scent. It’s a strange thought, but I keep having them when it comes to him.
It’s because Cash blew open a door last night, and I don’t mean the possibility of us being together. No, the things that came out of his mouth were shocking to me. I never would have expected him to utter words like that. Now I can’t stop thinking about what else he might say or do.
