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Shaun parked in front of his home, climbed out of the SUV, and pulled his phone from his pocket. A text from Ethan read,
Task force in Utah. Leaving at 4 AM. Ask Zach about the new hire.
“Well, s**t,” Shaun mumbled. And not for the first time wondered when the State would increase the budget and approve another deputy position for Centennial so he could convince his brother-in-law to stay home.
Another text from the DA saying he was pushing through the paperwork and hoped to have Justin transferred on Monday morning. Since tomorrow was Sunday, and his scheduled day off, he’d already arranged to have Denny and Vince increase their shifts so someone was at the office with Justin. He would relieve Denny at one in the afternoon. What he would be doing before that brought a ghost of a sm
