Undertow: A compilation of short beach stories by Patricia A. Knight & Elizabeth SaFleur & Kris Michaels & Rachel De Lune

Author:Patricia A. Knight & Elizabeth SaFleur & Kris Michaels & Rachel De Lune [Knight, Patricia A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Troll River Publishing
Published: 2015-06-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

The sheriff moored the boat in its dock effortlessly, manipulating the massive vessel as if it wasn’t floating and drifting while it was being maneuvered. Logan took over and shut down the engines after the lines to the dock tied off. The trio had the end-of-trip clean up down to a science. Cole felt in the way and useless until he followed the sheriff to his cruiser and transferred his uniforms and gear to his truck.

“You got a piece, son, or do I need to get you a service weapon?”

Cole shrugged his shoulder and cupped the back of his neck thinking out loud. “I have my both my primary, a Glock 23, and my secondary weapon is also FBI issued. I’ll keep them at Logan’s. Better get me a service weapon so I can’t be traced back to the Agency. And once again, I am not your son.”

“Listen to me, Agent Davis, there are at least two sitting federal judges who have been implicated in some pretty serious shit here. If you believe Logan’s informant, and I do, there is at least one murder and a cover-up. Work the facts and track the evidence. We are following your lead through this fucking mess. And for your information, you could do worse than being my son.”

The older officer peered around the trunk lid and let out an ear-shattering whistle. Frankie hopped from the boat with a small cooler of fish and walked to the car placing it in the trunk. “Ready to go, Pawpaw?”

“You bet. Meemaw needs those fish.”

Frankie turned to Cole. “Are you coming to eat tonight?”

He shook his head. “No, not tonight. I have to go unpack my things at Logan’s house.” The younger man seemed satisfied with the explanation and waved before he got into the car and again as the cruiser pulled away.

Cole walked back down the pier and watched as Logan finished buttoning up the vessel. “How long have you had the boat?”

Logan glanced over her shoulder at him as she fastened the snaps on the rain cover. “It was my dad’s. He was a charter boat captain before he was murdered. The insurance paid it off and Pawpaw kept it up until he taught me everything there was to know about the Blessing. I take a few charters out on my days off. Pays for the upkeep and slip rental.” Her voice and mannerisms held none of her earlier distant attitude.

She pushed the last snap together and turned around. Her hair was still pulled back in a ponytail and she wore a white t-shirt over the blue striped bathing suit top and her low rise cutoffs. Those shorts were cut too high to be decent even with a swimming suit under them. Her skin had a dark rose color from the sun she had taken during the day.

Logan made a tsking noise and shook her head. “You’re going to be sore tomorrow. You got too much sun.”

Cole felt the tight pull and tingle of the sunburn.

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