Unfrickin' believable! Lainie stormed through the sheriff's department, her hands clinched into tight fists. She didn't need Rance's charm or assistance. She didn't need him anywhere near her, no matter how much her panther panted in his direction. Besides, his entire story reeked of bullshit. She wasn't sure what game he played, but he definitely worked some angle, and until she knew what it was, she would keep him as far away from her as possible.
She rapped on the doorframe of Chet's office before barging inside. “Did this i***t give you a laptop?"
Chet glanced up at her from underneath his gray bangs, a grin pushing up his cheeks. “Nice to see you're playing well with others." He reached out to the top of his desk and tapped the plastic bag perched there. “I think this is what you wa
