Chapter TwoCanyon Creek, Colorado
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“Have a nice day, Sheriff Logan.”
The pimply faced little punk shot me a knowing smirk as he handed over the change but my fierce scowl quickly wiped the look off his face.
Grabbing my coffee, I put my sunglasses on, strolled out of the convenience store and climbed into my classic, aka older than dirt, Bronco. Driving around the gas pumps and carwash to the back of the lot, I parked next to the dumpster, out of view of the security cameras, and waited. It wasn’t long before the passenger door opened and Joselyn Davies, the store manager, slipped inside.
“Hey, handsome. Haven’t seen you in a while.” She flashed a grin full of anticipation and desperation.
Without responding, I unbuckled my belt, unfastened my pants and slid down the zipper to fre
