Storm Front Complete Collection: Blown Away ; Torn Apart ; Swept Aside by Sharon Sala

Author:Sharon Sala [Sala, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488037115
Publisher: MIRA Books
Published: 2018-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Friday

A half dozen men were waiting in the outer office of the police department when Hershel got to work. Despite their matching haircuts and casual clothes, he would have recognized them by their serious expressions alone. When he noticed they were carrying, he knew he was right.

DEA.

Babcock’s search team had arrived.

The tall, sandy-haired man nearest the door stood first, as the others followed.

“Chief Porter?”

“That’s me,” Hershel said. “Gentlemen, would you join me in my office?”

Vera’s eyes were big as saucers, but she knew enough to refrain from comment. Still, he could only imagine what she was thinking. Six armed men waiting for him to walk in. She’d probably been freaking out until he got in to work. As he walked past her desk, it occurred to him to wonder what the agents had thought about her. Sometime between last night and this morning she’d gone from red and curly to long and blonde. He sighed. Vera sure was fond of her wigs.

“Hold my calls,” he said shortly.

She nodded, watching curiously as the men followed her boss down the hall.

Hershel entered the office, stepped aside for the men to enter, then closed the door and offered his hand.

“I’m Hershel Porter, police chief of Bordelaise. Sorry, I don’t have enough chairs for all of you.”

“Chief Porter, pleasure to meet you, sir,” the sandy-haired man said. “Agent Edwards, DEA.” Then he went down the line, introducing the other men. “As you’ve probably guessed, Captain Babcock sent us. We’ll be helping you search for the missing prisoners. What exactly is the status of the search?”

“It was called off a couple of days ago. I ended up with four search teams going in four different directions. We were looking for the prisoners, and also the body of a little boy who’d gone missing. However, we just learned last night that the child was not a victim of the storm but, we believe, of a child molester.”

The men were visibly concerned about the news.

“That’s a rough one. I take it you had no luck with the search for the prisoners, either?” Edwards asked.

“Not so much as a footprint or a shred of clothing. You understand that this is bayou country. That means swamps and gators in abundance. If those prisoners had the misfortune to go airborne, then land in the swamps, their bodies are long gone.”

Edwards blanched. He was friends with Nick Aroyo, the missing undercover agent, and the thought of his friend meeting such a fate was daunting.

“If you don’t mind, we’d like to see the jail, then we’ll begin our own search from there.”

“Yeah, sure. They’re about finished with repairs. Still have to shingle the roof, but the concrete-block walls have been replaced. Follow me.”

* * *

Although it was close to 8:00 a.m., Katie was still asleep. A short while earlier J.R. had awakened with tears on his face, but it hadn’t taken long for his despair to turn to anger. He wasn’t going to sit back and wait for the police to find Bobby.

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