Sarah waited until Tony was safely underway before she called his father. "Sheriff Ben Stevenson? This is Sarah Miller."
There was some noise before the Sheriff answered. "Well, hello there, darling. What can I do for you?"
"I just wanted to ask you a question," Sarah said. It sounded as if the Sheriff was entertaining while his son was out, but it could just have been the TV, Sarah supposed.
"And what might that be, darling?" he asked.
"Well," Sarah said, "I just came home from having dinner with Tony..."
"Oh, he is on his way back?" The rustling sound immediately became more agitated, and Sarah thought she could hear a female voice murmur something.
"I am sorry," Sarah apologized. "Is this a bad time? It seems like you have got company..."
"No, no, darling. Nothing to worry about.
