Ascension: Mountain Misfits MC Book 6 by Deja Voss

Author:Deja Voss [Voss, Deja]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Present Day: Helena

“Everything looks good,” Chief Sanderson says to me. “Everything sounds good. We’ll get you started here within the next week as soon as we get things worked out with insurance. I’m so happy you’re back home where you belong, girl.” I’m doing my best to tune out the old, fat sheriff. 90 percent of what he says is deeply offensive on some level, and the other 10 percent is him ordering someone to bring him food, but I have a smile on my face as wide as a Cheshire cat’s.

Everything is falling into place. Even though the station only needed a part-time police officer, it was enough to get my foot in the door. It was enough to start networking and building the trust of the other officers. Knowing that I would soon have access to files and documents and evidence that might help put Esther’s case to rest made my feeble attempt to pretend like I like Chief Sanderson completely worth the effort.

“Do you have any questions?” he asks.

“Nick Desmond,” I say. “He and I were pretty good friends in high school. Is he still on the force? I’d like to work with him if that’s an option.”

He stares back at me, his jowls going up and down like a fish blowing bubbles in the water, like he’s trying to talk, but nothing’s coming out.

“He’s no longer with us,” he says.

“Oh?” I ask. I’m not trying to push it. I just need to get a feel for what’s going on.

“He was a troubled man. Probably best you don’t worry too much about him. He’s finally got the peace he’s been looking for all this time.”

Maybe he did. Or maybe the chief finally got his peace, knowing that the man he was trying to keep quiet for so long can no longer talk. That’s to be determined at a later date, though. Right now, my lips are sealed, too. My eyes are wide open though.

I don’t really like the long hug he wraps me in as I walk out the door. I don’t like the way he watches me walk down the hallway. This isn’t about me, though. This is about justice. Justice for Esther. Justice for all women, all people whose lives weren’t deemed as important as others. I power strut down the hallway, my heels clicking the whole way, picturing her in her glory days. In high school, she was always so wild and free, gorgeous, radiating goodness with a hint of mischief, always had a smile on her face and a kind word. The kind of girl I always wanted to be. The fact that her life was so short, so filled with suffering, even up to her very last breath, I wish I could’ve been there for her when she was alive. This is the next best thing I can do.

I can’t wait to get up on the mountain and tell everyone the good news. I stop at the grocery store and pick up some steaks and a bottle of red wine so the two of us can celebrate.

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