’ He hesitated for a second, but then he nodded and slipped the stone back into some deep inner pocket. ‘Thank you,’ she said. ‘But you ain...��t told me what you think about it—’ ‘—I think,’ she said firmly, cutting him off, ‘that you need to stop sticking your nose in all those old moldy log books. It’s not healthy.’ Then she tossed the napkin on the bowl and slid off her stool with a determined look. She had enough of him and this situation, and she damned well knew they were the center of. The second thing he did was call out, "Jo, it's the Sheriff, can I come up to the house?" The third thing he did was ignore the blood trail from halfway up the walk: the body was on the porch and that's all he cared about. Fourth, he asked, politely, he noticed Jo had her right hand behind her skirt. "How many rounds, Jo." Two." The Smith was on the freezer, open, with four live rounds and two hulls. "Sheriff, this one came armed, pretty little AK." she pointed with her left hand to the rifle. And she couldn't laugh. This was exactly what she knew she deserved. All she could do was wait in the dark and see what her brother and his friends had in store for her tonight. There were six cars in the driveway and who knows how many guys (and girls?) came in each. Her mind flooded with visions of big, throbbing cocks pointing their diripping grins at her. Totally aware but completely out of control, she was brought back to her senses by a noise behind her and a strong pull on the leash. She. This put his elder brothers under Joerg's command, a situation he had not foreseen and which made him feel awkward. Sensing her brother's discomfiture, Katherine brought up the subject at supper and made each brother speak his mind. Surprisingly, Bjoern declared that it was only right for Joerg to be in command of all matters related to their soldierly duties. In turn, Joerg made clear that he saw Bjoern as the head of their family. On this, they all agreed readily.The next problem arose when.