“What?”
“Jay refused to dance when the music started, so Dan arrested him.”
“You’re not serious?” Blue couldn’t believe what Zoe was saying.
“Deadly. Now go get him out.”
“He’s not really my man, Zoe,” Blue said, needing her and others to understand that.
“He must have been something to you if you made a baby together. You’re both nice people. Like I said, I think you’ll be amazing parents.”
“Stop!” Blue raised her hand. “You n-need to say s-something nasty to me.” She wiped her eyes.
“Did I ever tell you how much of a weirdo you were in school when you used to that thing that made you look crazy,” Zoe said.
“What thing?” Blue demanded.
“You used to get all your pens and pencils out of their case and line them up on your desk, tallest to shortest?—”
“That’s not weird?—”
“And then you would take out your ruler and line it up along the bottom, to check if they were all straight,” Zoe continued, undeterred by Blue’s outrage.
“I like neatness, so sue me.”
“It wasn’t neat, it was weird. Now go save your man.”
“Not my man,” Blue gritted out, no longer feeling teary eyed.
“Whatever.” Zoe straightened and slapped the roof.
Blue poked out her tongue, and Zoe laughed.
After doing a U-turn, she drove to the station and parked outside. Heading in, she found Sybil at her desk.
“Hey there, Blue. What can we do for you?”
Now that she was here, Blue wasn’t sure what to say.
“I got this, Sybil. You do some work,” Sheriff Dans said, appearing through the door behind.
“Like I’m not?” his administrator demanded.
He just smiled and waved for Blue to follow him. Where, she wasn’t sure.
“How are you, Blue?”
“Good, Sheriff, thanks.” He would know about the baby if the others did. Zoe was right. Those Dukes couldn’t keep quiet about anything.
“Heard your news and want you to know that, like the rest of my family, I’m here to support you in any way you need.”
“Thank you,” Blue said managing to keep her voice even. “That’s very kind. Is Jay really in a cell, Chief Dans?”
He smiled. “Seems he’s rebelling, Blue. Come on, I’ll take you to him. Before I do, though, I need you to know that two men and a woman are looking for you. Looked like city types, and by their voices, maybe from New York, but upper-class.”
“What did they look like?”
Asher Dans explained in detail, as only a cop could, right down to their eye color.
