Cowboy's Legacy (The Montana Cahills) by B.J. Daniels

Author:B.J. Daniels [Daniels, B.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HQN Books
Published: 2017-11-30T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

THE BAD NEWS was that several bones in Harp’s hand were broken and Mark wasn’t going to let him be on duty. He’d screwed up again and was furious with himself. No surprise, the undersheriff hadn’t taken it well. Add to that the pain and having his hand in a cast clear up to his elbow. On top of that, he’d had to stay in a motel, since when he’d called Mark, the undersheriff had told him not to go back to Vicki last night.

So even with the pain pills, he’d had a rough night with little sleep. He kept going over it in his head, trying to figure out why the woman had acted the way she had. It made no sense. She was the one who’d been talking marriage, babies, all that female crap that made his stomach roil.

And when he’d finally decided to bite the bullet, that was the way she reacted? As far as he knew, she was still locked in the bathroom.

Last night he’d definitely thought about ignoring Mark’s order and going over to her apartment and demanding to know what the hell was wrong with her. But he suspected it would end up in a fight. If the friggin’ neighbors called the sheriff’s department again...

He’d thought about calling Vicki, but Mark had also warned him not to do that, either. Sleep on it. Trust me, it’s the best thing you can do. Everything is much clearer in the morning.

Harp had hoped that was true. But this morning, he had other things on his mind. He’d had plenty of time in the emergency room of the hospital to think about his future. He’d screwed up. Again. But he’d been thinking there might be a way to fix it.

He’d find Maggie Thompson.

The sheriff’s department was a madhouse with DCI. He walked in as if he knew what was going on. He hadn’t realized how out of the loop he was until he heard the FBI might be called in because a ransom note had been received.

He found his inside source on her break. “What’s going on?” he asked as he took a chair next to her. Gail Anderson was in her late fifties and the night dispatcher. She liked to bowl, drink beer and carry tales, so the two of them had always gotten along.

She filled him in, just as he knew she would, keeping her voice down and their heads together.

“What are you doing here?” the undersheriff asked, suddenly sticking his head in the break-room doorway.

“I was going crazy just sitting around,” Harp said. “Isn’t there something I can do here?”

Mark shook his head. “You’ll just be in the way. Go home.” With that, he left.

“You get a raw deal around here,” Gail said.

“I just need to prove myself to them,” he said. “What do you think happened to Maggie?”

“I’d go with the former boyfriend, though the sheriff’s ex is definitely a piece of work. One or the other has her. But

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