Beck POV
Cade came in on Wednesday, a little after five.
I heard his cruiser before I saw him. He parked it out front, where the whole street could see it. That was on purpose. Cade never does anything by accident.
He stopped inside the door and took off his hat.
"Well, I'll be damned," Walt said. "He lives."
"Barely." Cade crossed the room and took the stool at my end of the bar. "I've been back and forth to the county courthouse for two months. I've had more gas station coffee than any man should."
"What do they want with you?" Gene asked.
"My budget, mostly. And my patience."
Rhett lifted his bottle from down the bar. "Sheriff. You come to arrest me?"
"Not yet."
Lainey came out of the back room with a rack of clean glasses on her hip.
She saw the uniform first. I watched her
