Becca took a moment to observe the room. She saw Deputy Chaney at his desk typing away on a report. It wasn't an ample space; it was an open concept with four desks scattered throughout the area. There were two holding cells, small with a twin-sized cot and a toilet. Becca couldn't imagine the awkwardness of having to have privacy for bathroom trips. She shuddered at the thought of Sheriff Cotter watching her pee.
"Sheriff Cotter. I was hoping to speak with you about an important matter." Turning her attention to the overbearing male in the room.
"Uhh, sure." Sheriff Cotter seemed stunned by her assertive approach. "Does this have anything to do with Ryan? I heard you broke up with him. I am hoping you'll reconsider. He may be a little heated or short sometimes, but he'd be a good prov
