Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138588 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 554(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
“What if the point wasn’t robbery?” Briggs asked.
“If it wasn’t robbery and it wasn’t because of the storm, why would anyone break into a bar? I suppose there are people out there who break shit for fun, but they didn’t vandalize the whole place.” He’d been surprised at how little damage was done. It had been somewhat halfhearted. They’d taken the money in the till and a couple of bottles of cheap whiskey, and for what? “Why would they go out of their way to make sure the cameras were off if they weren’t going to rob the place?”
“Assholes.” Sawyer walked in, a fierce frown on his face. “Do they have any idea how much cutting that wire is going to cost me? If I can even get a damn electrician out here. I might have to buy a whole new generator.”
“Or you can get one of the Farley brothers to do it,” the sheriff said, walking in behind him. “Will rewired the bread oven at Trio for us a couple of weeks back. Kid hadn’t done anything like it before. Just looked it up on the Internet and had it working in hours. Give a genius a YouTube video and you’ll be surprised what he can accomplish.”
“Sure. His mother’s going to let him come hang out at Hell on Wheels for a couple of hours,” Sawyer muttered.
“Those boys tend to do whatever they want since their dad told them they could have a car if they could build one from Long-Haired Roger’s unused parts,” Briggs commented with a grin. “Looks like hell but the engine runs. I’ll be sad when those boys go off to college. The schoolteacher says she thinks she can get them into an Ivy League school.”
Sabrina. The mere mention of her name made him sit up straighter. “I bet Sab…the schoolteacher would give them extra credit for helping out. Like an engineering project.”
The sheriff snorted. “Is that how you’re playing this?”
“Playing?” Briggs asked.
“Oh, yeah. You weren’t around. Sabrina Leal got caught on the mountain and had to spend three whole days with these two,” the sheriff said.
“Two and a half,” Sawyer corrected and then seemed to realize he’d said something out loud he’d probably meant to say only in his head. “Her dad came and got her.”
And Sawyer had been pissed he’d missed his last night with her.
He had to convince Sabrina that leaving Sawyer out was a mistake. He knew if they had more time together, Sawyer would fall into place. Oh, he wouldn’t make an announcement or anything, but one day it would simply be normal for the three of them to be together, and there would be no going back.
She was worried he would break her heart, but Wyatt was going to make sure she understood it would be worth it. He would take care of her no matter what.
They were a team.
It was so fucking good to have a team.
Briggs’s brows rose and he nodded. “Ah, so we think…”
“Sabrina is my girlfriend,” Wyatt announced. He wasn’t sure why he’d hesitated. It wasn’t like they weren’t going out together in a public place this evening. “I’ve been crazy about her for a while now, and I used our time together to convince her to give me a shot. So I will absolutely ask her if one of the twins wouldn’t mind trying to fix the wiring on the generator.”
“She’s not mine.” Sawyer spat the words out like he had to get them on record or the world would explode.
Wyatt didn’t bother to hide his eye roll this time.
“I mean, she’s Wyatt’s.” Sawyer nodded, obviously trying to get his proverbial feet under him again. “I wanted to make it clear to everyone since no one in this town seems to be able to handle a woman on their own. Wyatt can. He is.”
Now the sheriff was the one rolling his eyes. “Sure, Sawyer. You would never do the threesome thing. Never.”
“No,” Sawyer argued. “I wouldn’t do the relationship thing. I’m not a relationship guy. Teach is a nice lady. She should be in a good relationship.”
The sheriff whistled. “Well, I’m glad to know you care.”
“But I don’t…” Sawyer began and then grunted, a frustrated sound. “Look. She’s a nice lady and she’s dating my friend, and good for them, and the town should be happy for them and leave it be.”
Briggs huffed out a chuckle. “Well, that’ll be a first.”
Wyatt wasn’t sure what he meant, but he needed to get them back to the subject at hand. The afternoon was moving toward evening, and he needed time to get ready for his date. He looked down at his laptop where he’d managed to pull up the footage he needed. “It’s here, but all I’m getting is a gloved hand turning the camera down.”
The sheriff frowned Sawyer’s way. “The camera is movable?”