Sully sighed heavily, stretched his broad shoulders. He and Mark had finally finished the paperwork on the Ferguson incident, and he was good and ready to head for a hotel. Sully needed a shower, a meal, a beer and a bed. In that order.
“You ready to get going?” Mark said. “I’m ready for a burger and beer.”
“Great minds think alike. Yeah, let’s get out of here.” Sully looked around the tiny police station. “You think we’ll have to come back?”
Mark shrugged. “Maybe. The Utah State Troopers will undoubtedly have some questions for us, since Ferguson was from out of state and was a cop. It may get messy in some ways.”
“f**k, man. It was messy from the word go.”
Mark thought about Beth, and all the other women that Ferguson had r***d and brutalized over the years. “Yeah. True.”
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