“Doesn’t matter. You cared about her.”
“I did.” He turned right. “I’m angry. Really fucking angry.”
“Me too, brother.”
“Why haven’t we found that asshole yet? Where is he?”
Jesse would pay good money to have the answer to that question. The entire station had been searching every goddamn day, but so far, nothing.
“I don’t know,” Jesse finally said, frustration leaching into his words. “But when we find him—and wewillfind him—he’ll pay for what he did.”
The asshole would never see freedom again. Jesse would make sure of it. And people who killed law enforcement didnotdo well behind bars.
Luke didn’t respond, but Jesse didn’t miss the tightening of his fingers around the wheel.
The only good thing to come out of the last few days was George’s call to confirm that Aspen’s mother had finally checked out. Apparently, one of the two keys he’d left with Karen was missing, but if she or Dylan tried to enter the house again, they’d be caught on the surveillance cameras.
With any luck, she was already back in Misty Peak.
“So this is a neighbor dispute about a fence?” Jesse asked, trying to get his friend’s mind onto something else.
“When’s a neighbor disputenotabout a fence?”
When Luke took another left, Jesse frowned. “Who made the complaint?”
“Uh…a Sky Williams, I believe.”
Sky… As in his brother’sneighbor, Sky?
Sure enough, they turned onto his brother’s street, and he spotted Becket in front of his house, arms crossed, and a woman standing opposite him. They each stood on their own side of the yard, and there was a white truck on the street with what looked like fencing materials in the back.
Shit.
Luke frowned. “Hey, isn’t that—”
“My brother.”
Luke pulled over in front of Becket’s house, and Jesse climbed out to hear his brother scoff. “You called thesheriffon me?”
“You’re obstructing the fence from going up,” Sky sneered. “Of course I called the sheriff.”
Jesse walked over to the woman. “Miss Williams, I’m Sheriff Jesse Hayes, and this is Deputy Luke Pine. Can you tell me what’s going on?”
“I got a Planning Division permit for a fence to be built between our properties, and thisjackassis stopping it from going up.”
Well, Jesse agreed with one thing, his brothercouldbe a jackass.
Becket lifted his hands. “Hey, I’m just standing here. They stopped working of their own accord.”
The woman’s eyes flared. “You threatened them! You said if they put one hole in the ground, you’dhurtthem.”
“I was a bit more specific than that. I said I’d kick their asses, then make sure they never worked a day again due to property damage.”
Jeez.
“If she has a permit, she can put up the fence,” Luke said.
“She didn’t get therightpermit,” Becket corrected.
