Chapter 10“Connor is at an offsite meeting presently. Anything I may assist with?” April asked as I bumped into her in the lobby of the Wharton County Sheriff's Office. Her stereotypical tweed blazer and bootcut jeans were nowhere in sight this afternoon. In their place, she wore a pair of high-waisted gray dress pants, a canary-yellow blouse with a brown silk scarf draped across her left shoulder, and a pair of shiny pumps. She looked positively radiant and ready for an evening out on the town.
“It can wait. I don't want to interrupt anything,” I said, watching her look past me as if she was waiting for someone to walk down the hall. “I had peculiar conversations with Gabriel and a few folks in the Nutberry family. Just wanted to compare notes.”
“It's almost like you think you've got a
