![]() I'll let you know when Wes is free."Īddie scowled. "But if you're here to spring him, you're gonna have to talk to Wes anyway, since it was his arrest." He picked up the phone. "Oh, Roy's in the lockup." He winced, remembering something. ![]() "I'm not talking about Officer Courtemanche," Addie said through clenched teeth. "Come to think of it, I once hid in the trunk of a cruiser when my wife was on the warpath." Or squeezed into one of the empty lockers in the squad room." The officer scratched his jaw. "My best guess? Maybe in the men's room, in a stall. "Hope Courtemanche found himself a good hiding place." "Jeez Louise," said the dispatch sergeant. "He's been arrested."Īddie stormed into the police department with such force that the double doors slammed back on their hinges, letting in a gust of cold wind. ![]() "It's your father," Orren explained, blushing. Could the accountant have reported them to the board of health so quickly? Did a law enforcement officer have the power to make her close her doors? But before she could voice her doubts, the policeman spoke again. ![]()
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