Junior was enjoying his drive home from his wife's café. The snow was still piled high, but the paved roads were clear and mostly dry, making it pleasant to be on the road. As he drove, he thought about what they might do to Bobby Norris to make him leave Bailey, believing all the Bigfoot sightings had been hoaxes.
When he pulled into his driveway, Junior saw a sheriff's department patrol vehicle parked outside his home. He grinned when he saw his cousin, Sheriff Buddy Mullins, climb out as he parked his truck. Junior knew this was about Bobby Norris and how things would be handled.
“Come on in, Buddy! I'll put on a pot of coffee for us,” Junior chuckled as he headed toward the house.
“Good! We need to talk about this Yahoo from Louisville, and I don't mean Jake,” Buddy grumbled.
Juni
