Chapter 16
Logan gestured for Clinton, who made his way toward him.
“Yes, Sheriff?”
“Listen,” Logan began, “don’t go making any more promises to Julia. We don’t know what we’re dealing with or the situation.” For a moment, he wondered whether Clinton was going to argue with him. “You may not agree with me, but you don’t get to argue with me,” he snapped. “Is that understood?”
Clinton was shaking his head. Logan could tell he was ready to stand his ground. “Look, Sheriff, we’ve never had trouble around here,” he said. “This is a safe community. What are folks going to think if they have to worry about their children walking home from school alone, always concerned and on guard, thinking their children may be snatched from the street? Most of us live here because we don’t want all that s
