Chapter Seven
Friendly Fireworks
When the county pick-up pulled into the yard of Grey Gulch Ranch, Jake was rocking on the back porch with a beer in hand. “Howdy!” he called to Garth as the Sheriff pulled himself out.
“You’re looking mighty relaxed.”
“Happy as a clam,” Jake retorted.
“Bet you are. Hear you and Amanda Plover have been dating?”
Jake grimaced playfully. “In our weird sort of way.”
“Weird?” Garth didn’t get the joke.
“We have our moments.”
“Maybe like mine with Cissy?”
Jake nodded. “Maybe.”
“So, is Cissy here?”
Jake shook his head. “Haven’t seen her, guy. You have a date?”
“That was the plan.” The Sheriff shuffled up the steps.
“You check the stables?”
“She said to pick her up here.”
Jake looked at his watch. Eight o’clock. He had a hunch that his cousin was in
