CHAPTER 13
“Stop overthinking it,”Myrna said a couple of hours later as they sat in the combined living room, him with a beer, her with a glass of wine. “Honestly, I was going to refuse to go unless you could come.” She studied his expression, and gave a small smile when he whipped his head around and stared at her in shock. She only held up her hand to stop him from commenting.
“I know we haven’t been on the best of terms for the last couple of weeks, but I think we made headway on why you were an ass before Clark arrived earlier.” She smirked at his shocked expression, then chuckled when he threw his head back and laughed.
“Yeah, I have been an ass. We didn’t discuss it, but my main thought when I saw you in your bed and not mine after spending most of the night together, Ithought I was a bad lover and you didn’t want to face me the next morning, by remaining in my bed.”
“You know, you’re stupid right?” She gave him the stink eye as she stared at him.
“I’m beginning to realize that.”
They sat in silence for several minutes, sipping their drinks, and staring into the empty and cold fireplace. When he was done with his beer, he set the bottle on the table beside him, and turned to her.
“What size is your home?”
“Not that big,” she said as she looked around with a nod. “Take this common living space, and add about half of the bedroom area, that’s it. Two bedrooms, one bathroom, and that’s about it. Oh, I do have a shed with lawn equipment, and then there’s Sally’s stuff in the barn.”
“Do you have any hay, feed, vitamins for Sally?” At her look, he sighed. “I’m just trying to figure out what size trailer to bring with us.”
“None.”
“Why?”
“I have one already at home. If it’s still there and Randy or Gus hasn’t stolen it since I’ve been gone.”
Pedro held up his hand, pulled out his phone, and called Erin. He asked to speak with Agent Wilson, and when she got on the phone he asked if Myrna’s trailer was still there.
“Trailer? Just a minute.” Pedro and Myrna heard her ask the two agents that came with her aboutseeing a trailer, and she came back on the line. “We never saw a trailer, where was it parked?”
“Beside the garage, when you pulled into the driveway, you couldn’t miss it. It was blue.”
“Do you have paperwork on it?”
“It’s probably in the paperwork you retrieved. Let me look.” Myrna went to get her papers she’d left on the table, and brought them back to the couch. It took her less than a minute to find it. She snapped a photo of the paperwork, and the picture of her standing next to it, then asked for Agent Wilson’s phone number. She forwarded them and heard her sigh.
“No, we didn’t see anything like that. Let me call it into the DA and add this charge. Do you have remote access to your security cameras?”
“When I had them installed, they said I did. I downloaded the app, but haven’t used it yet. I do know that the trailer was there when I left to go get Sally. Give me a second.” She accessed her phone app, and after getting in, she went back to activity after she left, and before the agents arrived. “Shit,” Myrna said, and leaned closer into Pedro, she replayed it, and when he swore, Agent Wilson demanded to know what they saw.
“I sent you a copy to the e-mail I just mailed the paperwork to. You’re not going to like it.” They waited and when she swore, Myrna and Pedro exchanged small smiles.
“Shit, I want you to tell me who that is. I know who it is, but I need you to tell me for the record.”
“Officer Avery Mosher,” Myrna said solemnly.
“I knew it. Shit, I’m going to hang up with you and call the DA directly. Can you be here at Erin’s Way by eleven in the morning?”
“We can,” Pedro said, and they hung up. He looked at Myrna with a smirk. “Looks like we’ll be bringing a trailer from here.”
“Looks like it.” She sighed and settled back in her seat. She closed her eyes and thought. It was several minutes before she looked at him sadly. “Why me? Why are those three targeting me? I’m nobody special, I don’t have a lot of money. I’m a single woman that lives alone, working a modest job. I pay my bills every month, I tend to my flowers, mow my grass, and love my horse. Why are they targeting me?”
They both remained silent, then Pedro turned in his seat on the other end of the couch and looked at her. “Maybe they’re not after anything you have physically.”
“What the hell does that mean?” Myrna leaned away from him and gave him the side eye.
“Hear me out, I’ve been doing some thinking this last couple of weeks, when I was being an ass. First, I realized that you have a past, everyone has one. This is just my personal opinion, but if any man gets jealous of a woman’s past, then he’s an asshole.” Heshook his head and held up his hand. “I’m not saying I’m jealous, I’m saying I was thinking about what you told everyone when you arrived here, and when I found you on the side of the road.” He paused and looked at her intently.
“Okay, what did you come up with?” she asked after he didn’t continue.
