Chapter Seventy One: — DAN WASN’T SURPRISED to find his daughter having breakfast with Tim O’Grady when he came by to pick up Lucas. Tim had been his daughter’s best friend since they were both five. He was a good enough guy, probably the perfect friend to make his shy Lauren laugh, but Dan’s greatest fear was that she’d fall in love with the neighbor kid and he’d be stuck with a writer for a son-in-law. Then, with his luck, all his grandchildren would be redheaded beanpoles with no common sense, just like their father. “Want me to go with you today, Sheriff?” Tim asked as he offered Dan a burned pancake. “I know you’re short one deputy and I memorized all the lingo from watching CSI.” “No thanks.” Dan caught Lauren’s look. That don’t-do-anything-to-hurt-my-friend’s-feelings look all f

