Chapter 2
***Casey***
Everything’ll be fine. For some reason, his words
give me comfort. At least he didn’t throw me out. Looking around his office, I can
tell he’s no backwoods-town sheriff. Ethan Matthew McKenzie. Certificates and
awards decorate his walls, even a degree in criminal justice. It hangs right
next to his awards for marksmanship. I have to remember never to get into a gun
fight with him. He’s educated and obviously good at his job. He looks young,
though; too young to be a sheriff. I watch as he picks up his radio and speaks
into it.
“Boys, do me a favor and look out for an elderly man,
possibly wandering around. Name’s Luke Bryan. I got a very worried young lady
looking for her daddy. Over.”
A voice answers, “Roger that, Sheriff.”
“Sure thing,” another voice chimes in.
“He was wearing a green sweater,” I offer.
He nods and then turns back to the radio. “Me again. He was
last seen wearing a green sweater. Over.”
“What now?” I ask.
“Why don’t I drive around a little, see if I can find him?”
“Let’s go.” He gives me a disapproving look, and I return one
of my own. “I’m the only one who can calm him down. You’ll just scare him more.”
Sighing, he shakes his head in resignation.
“Okay, Miss Bryan. Let’s go.”