Now, git yer sorry ass ofen my property afore I git mad an' blow yer stupid fuckin' head off." Ya can't talk ta me like that! I'm the law in this coun...y, soz ya don't have no choice. Turn over yer guns an' let me cuff ya."Suddenly, there was a voice heard from the doorway, "Sheriff, ya better git yer ass outa here, like Jeff said. Ya and yer three deputies ain't got the chance of a snowball in hell of arrestin' Jeff fer murder without a warrant. Yer word just ain't good enough at this end of. In the end, the only one she could talk to about him was him. And so, with a sigh, she called. Jen frowned as it rang through to voicemail. Jason never answered his phone unless she sexted him first, and she was not about to do that again. ‘Hi, Jason, it’s Jen. Please call me back,’ she smiled, trying to sound hopeful in her message. She hung up and frowned again, wondering what she should do. Late the next evening, she still hadn’t heard from him, and he hadn’t replied to her text either. Jen. The layoff that came three months later had forced him to come to the realization that he had to think of his own life. As much as he hatedto leave, he had no choice but to accept the job transfer to NewHampshire.Chapter 2The stretch of road between Allenstown and Epsom was deserted.The storm had reached almost whiteout conditions and Victorhad to focus intently on his driving. He almost missed the redglow of the tail lights that appeared faintly off on the side of the road.The small car had. And you think I'll go along with this." Yes, because that's the only way I'll help." I let that sink in then added, "Gosh, I feel like my mother's pimp." Yes, and you're making me feel like your whore." I know. It's neat, isn't it?"She thought for a moment. Burning bacon drew her attention back to breakfast. After removing them, she said, "And I was afraid you'd be traumatized by what you saw. That's a laugh. Okay, Cindy. If you get off on this, I'll play along. I'll even bring the money to you.