Chapter Twenty-Two
Ralph Henry arrived at the department at the usual time today. They guys were having their morning meeting in the Sheriff's office. He heard the loud roar of laughter emitting from the gathering as he walked by. The gang looked over at him and waved as he went past. Henry had noticed that the Sheriff had appeared neater in fashion than he had been. This was an election year, and November was fast approaching. The Sheriff's creases in his trousers were sharply pressed, and it looked as though he were donning a new shirt each day. After all, the Sheriff had to maintain his image for the upcoming election. Henry settled himself at his desk chair and began his daily routine. He wanted to dig deep into the Janice Johnson file so that he could make some major headway today. H
