On Her Father's Grave (Rogue River Novella, Book 1) (Kindle Single) by Kendra Elliot

Author:Kendra Elliot [Elliot, Kendra]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-10-06T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 5

Stevie nodded good morning to Sheila as she headed through the small front office of the police station. Sheila was on the phone but fluttered her fingers at Stevie and rolled her eyes as she assured the caller.

“I know Jared’s driving you batty, hon, but refusing to find a job isn’t a reason we can send an officer over there.”

Thank goodness Stevie didn’t answer the phone. She wouldn’t have been as understanding.

Don’t waste my time. Someone with a real emergency might be calling.

She was more patient when she was out on a call. Some people simply needed someone to talk to. She’d refereed more domestic disputes than a marriage counselor. At first she’d felt that she should charge for her services, but she’d lost that cockiness when she got called back to the same home over and over. Clearly her message wasn’t getting through to certain couples. Or else they enjoyed a third-party witness.

She knocked on the chief’s slightly opened door and pushed.

“James?” She halted at the sight of her brother in Zane’s office.

He looked up from the cardboard box he’d been rooting through on the floor of Zane’s office. “Hey, Stevie. Do you know when Zane will be back?” James’s eyes were bloodshot, with large dark bags under them that could rival a Coach store. She wondered if he’d been up arguing with Debra. Possibly the brief reconciliation at the barbecue hadn’t lasted.

“Ah, no. I thought he’d be here by now.” It was nearly seven a.m.

“Have you seen Dad’s journals? There should be nearly five months of journals here somewhere. Mom said she wants them, and I can’t find them.” He stood and frowned as he scanned the office.

“You really shouldn’t be in here. This isn’t Dad’s space anymore.” Her voice cracked.

Sympathy filled his eyes. “I know. I waited a good twenty minutes, hoping Zane would show up. Finally I figured I’d look in the likely places. When it was slow next door at the office, I used to spend as much time in here as Dad.”

“Morning, folks.”

Stevie had felt the floor vibrate a moment before Zane spoke behind her.

“Looks like I’m late for work.”

She turned and gave him a smile as James hurried to explain why he was in the police chief’s office.

“Journals? Yes, your dad used to keep his yearly stack over here.” Zane strode to a closet and slid the door open. “Christ, what a mess. Guess this is something Roy hadn’t felt like tackling.”

Stevie looked over his shoulder and raised her brows. The shelves in the closet were packed with binders, folders, envelopes, boxes of all sizes, a cooler, a stuffed pig, and books.

“I’m sure Dad knew where everything was,” she muttered. “He didn’t seem like the most organized person, but he had a system. Too bad it made no sense to anyone but him.”

“I don’t see his journals,” James said, scanning the contents. “Maybe in one of these boxes.” He reached for a box, and Zane put a hand on his arm.

“Why don’t you let me take a look for them? I’ll try to get to it before lunch.

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