Truth Be Told (Rogue Justice Novella Book 2) by Kendra Elliot

Author:Kendra Elliot [Elliot, Kendra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kindle Singles
Published: 2017-11-06T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

Stevie returned from driving home Bloody Nose and found Zane already back in the office. The drunk hadn’t puked in her car, and his wife was not happy to see him dropped off by an officer. Nose had tried to saunter casually past his wife and had failed, nearly putting out an eye on a drawer knob as he fell. Stevie darted off as his wife started to chew him out. She had a very brief moment of pity for the inebriated fool.

Inside the police station, Dawn sat in the interview/storage/meeting/whatever-we-need-it-for room with Zane, a cup of coffee in her hand. Sheila had sniffed loudly as Stevie walked by, her nails clacking twice as loudly as usual on her keyboard. Sheila-speak for annoyance. No doubt directed at their visitor. Sheila had little patience for certain types of people. Dawn Hazelwood was one of those types: high maintenance.

Dawn was dressed as though she had a yoga class to attend in ten minutes. Stevie was certain there was no yoga class within thirty minutes. Coordinated royal-blue top, jacket, and running shoes with snug black pants. Plus a super-perky ponytail and full makeup.

No wonder the drunks at Fletcher’s had lost their minds.

Zane sat beside her, taking Stevie’s advice about smiling. Dawn was eating it up. She leaned toward Zane, offering a hint of cleavage, her own smile at full wattage.

Stevie understood; there was something about a man in uniform.

“Sorry I’m late. There were more than a few detours.” Stevie grabbed her own cup of coffee and sat.

“The weather is horrible,” said Dawn. “I don’t know how you stand living here. I moved to the desert twenty years ago, and I’ll never live anywhere else.”

Stevie showed her teeth. “I’d probably feel the same way about the heat.”

Zane cut in. “Dawn was just telling me about their newest line of bulletproof vests.” His gaze warned Stevie to play nicely. “She says she’ll send us a few to try out. They’re supposed to be a third lighter than what we’re currently using.”

“I’ll take all the lightening up I can get,” Stevie said seriously. She carried over twenty pounds of equipment, between her clothing, boots, duty belt, and vest. Wearing that in a desert environment would be hell.

“They’re not on the market yet,” Dawn said. “We’ve done all the testing and hope to get them out within six months.”

“We’d love to try them,” answered Zane.

Dawn took a long look at both of them, her perfectly groomed brows lifting ever so slightly. “So. Why am I here? I don’t think you wanted to sweet-talk equipment out of me.”

Stevie raised her estimation of the woman a few degrees. “Twice you’ve asked locals about two elk hunters.”

“So in Solitude, the gossip train is actually a bullet train,” said Dawn.

“Sometimes.”

“I’m looking for two guys I hired. They came here, and I haven’t heard a word from them since.”

“Maybe you should have come to the police first,” suggested Zane. “That’s what we do.”

Dawn’s smile was saccharine. “I didn’t want to bother you with such a small matter.

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