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.Which made him feel a little better after the living room incident. Has he been harassing you a lot, Katie? Yes, Marcos answered for her. I saw him grabbing her in the school parking lot. The sheriff s eyebrows rose. Grabbing her? Like he was trying to hurt her, Marcos told him. He s just never gotten over the divorce. Katie shrugged. I don t think he d hurt me, but But? The sheriff pressed. I don t know. Katie sighed. He calls me all the time.He bothers me at school, and he s madeit very clear he doesn t appreciate me divorcing him. And tonight he broke into your house? the sheriff went on. That s harassment, Katie.Did mysister know about all this? I know she helped you with the divorce. Well, not the breaking-in part. But the rest of it? Wyatt went on. And she didn t tell you to talk to me? I find that hard tobelieve. She might have suggested it, but Are you gonna take the handcuffs off him? Chuito pointed to Marcos. He was protecting hisgirl, Wyatt.I know you get that. Okay. The sheriff cut off Chuito with a stern look before he turned back to Marcos. Are youcalm now? I was calm then, Marcos argued as the sheriff glared at him. I was. The sheriff let him go, and Marcos rubbed his wrists self-consciously as he took a step backfrom the SUV.It was cold out, but his back was still sticky from the nervous sweat that didn t want tostop despite his short sleeve shirt.Ending up on his face with handcuffs being slapped on his wrists caused an extreme case ofpost-traumatic stress.Irate.Hell, if the sheriff only knew what was going on in his mind.He hadwanted to fight it with everything in him.They brought Grayson out on the gurney, but he was handcuffed to the bars and crying. Thisisn t bair, Sheriff! Don t do dis! He pointed at Katie as they wheeled him past. You did dis to me! The deputy escorting Grayson nudged his shoulder. Quiet. Then he really started sobbing, and Marcos almost felt sorry for him. Almost. He is a woman, Chuito said in Spanish, sounding disgusted. No wonder she was driving mecrazy for your number. Marcos laughed. Right? Okay, y all can go back in the house. Wyatt gestured to the house. I ll be in touch. I can t wait, Marcos said drily, but was stopped from saying any more when Chuito kicked theback of his leg hard enough to make him trip. Thanks, Wyatt, Chuito called out instead. Hey, can y all make sure this is the last time I have to come out and deal with some catastropherevolving around you two? It s the last time, Katie promised.Marcos was almost to the door, when something about the sheriff s comment hit him, and heturned on his heel.Chuito tried to grab his shirt, but Marcos broke out of his hold and ran up to thesheriff so fast he jerked.Marcos didn t miss his hand on his gun, but he didn t let that stop him. Hey, Sheriff, since you re so quick to judge, I noticed you never found the gringa who tried tokill Katie. Marcos couldn t keep the scorn out of his voice. It took me twenty minutes in this townto find her.Great police work there.Did you even look? Excuse me? The accident.With Katie and me, I know who caused it. The sheriff looked uncertainly to Katie and then turned back to him. Okay, let s hear it. It s that girl, the one her ex is dating. Marcos turned back to Katie. What s her name? Do you mean Ashley Moore? Katie looked shocked. Marcos, I don t know that he s actuallyseeing her and No, it s her.She drives a red 09 Toyota Corolla, but it s not a factory red.It s a new paint job;I can tell.And I told you that night, it was a 09 Toyota Corolla.Look back on your notes, you ll see.It was her car.I d bet all the green in Chuito s bank accounts on it. Marcos knows cars, Chuito told the sheriff. If he says it was that car, it probably was. I guarantee you it used to be blue. Marcos pointed at the sheriff. That puta caused theaccident.She was trying to run Katie off the road.She was probably jealous.She must like girls. The sheriff ran a hand over his face and sighed. Okay, this is getting more complicated.Let mejust follow y all back inside and take another statement. It was obvious he really wanted to be done with them. Why the hell didn t you tell me this when you saw it a few days ago? Wyatt asked a shortwhile later as he sat at Katie s table, writing again. No offense. Marcos took a sip out of the water bottle Katie handed him, when what he reallywanted was a rum and coke. You re not my favorite person, Sheriff. Wyatt arched an eyebrow at him. So what were you gonna do with the information? Tell Katie.Let her talk to you about it. But you haven t told Katie your suspicions until now. Marcos grinned. We ve been busy. Okay, Rivera, whatever. The sheriff rubbed his face again. I don t know how you and Chuitogrew up in the same house.Y all are really nothing alike.You got a mouth on you that would make asaint swear.Chuito s got more self-control than anyone I know. Marcos laughed out loud.He couldn t help it.Wyatt looked up curiously.Chuito kicked him.Marcos just gave the rest of the statement rather than argue. Chapter TwelveThen the three of them sat there shell-shocked after the sheriff left.The only rum Katie had wascoconut flavored, but Marcos decided to make an exception.He drank it straight on ice.Katie mixedhers with orange juice.Chuito drank water as he sat in the chair across from the couch, looking at the two of them. Wyatt s right, you know? You two are a catastrophe
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