“Later,” I said, not sticking around to listen to his warning.
As soon as her eyes settled on me, any doubt I might have had about what I was doing drifted away. Fuck, she was beautiful.
She watched me from behind her desk as I moved across the room and started on the lock at the very end of the cabinet. Thisthing really was a fucking beast. If she was ever going to get rid of it, I knew Cypher would practically cream himself to get his hands on it. The thing was also like a fortress. The locks on it weren’t the usual flimsy locks these cabinets had. They were custom.
Pulling my lock picks from the inside pocket of my cut, I selected the tools I’d need and got to work. It only took a minute or two before the first lock snicked open.
The silence in the room changed. I wasn’t sure how to describe it, but it had me looking over at the sheriff. Dammit I needed to figure out her name. She was frowning at me.
“What’s wrong…Andrea?”
She snorted and shook her head. Then her frown deepened. “Why did you need to leave if those locks were going to be so easy for you to open?”
She had a point. And I couldn’t exactly tell her why I’d left. Something told me she wasn’t going to appreciate the cameras I was installing in her office every time her eyes moved off of me. “Had to get my tools.” I shook the picks in my hand for emphasis. It was a lie. I always kept those in the inner pocket of my cut. But she didn’t need to know that.
“You’re not breaking into places you shouldn’t be with those, right?”
“Course not,” I said, the answer coming smoothly as I went on to the next lock. “Just helping out the people of Sentinel when Gerry’s taking too long to get back a hold of them.”
She opened her mouth, like she was going to argue with me, but her phone on the desk rang.
As soon as her attention turned to the call, I placed the little camera on a potted plant, just under the leaves. It would be hard for anyone else to see, but the leafy vegetation wouldn’t obstruct my view.
I got the next four locks opened and the next two cameras planted, including at the very top of her coat rack in the corner so I had a perfect view of her desk, before she managed to get the person off the phone.
“What are you doing?” she asked, watching as I stepped this way and that, checking my phone to make sure I had every angle covered.
“Oh, nothing,” I said. “Locks are opened.” I motioned toward the cabinet, and I didn’t miss the flash of predatory interest there in her eyes. I’d be a fucking liar if I didn’t admit that my dick got hard when I saw that look. Maybe one day soon she’d be looking at me that way.
When she glanced at the filing cabinet with barely contained excitement, I shifted my dick behind my jeans. Fucking zipper was digging into it. Dropping my hand when she focused on me again, I grinned. “I’ll be back tomorrow with the new locks.”
“Okay,” she said, and she was all but vibrating with the need to go through whatever was in that cabinet.
I didn’t care what was in there. I had other things to do. Like go through the information Glitch had sent my way. Glancing down at my phone, I grinned. “I’ll see you tomorrow…Ainsley.”
Her eyes widened, mouth dropping open in shock.
Winking at her, I left her office, tossing a nod in Owen’s direction as I went out to my bike. Starting it up, I whistled a tune as I drove over to a house that was in downtown Sentinel. It was small, but well maintained. There was a little backyard that would drive me insane. I was too used to the rolling plains of my family’s places for a tiny clump of dirt to be my only yard.
I scrolled through the report Glitch had sent my way. No pets. Good. A dog wasn’t going to bite my nuts off for invading his owner’s space while she wasn’t here. Her uncle is a cop. Interesting. Parents run the local newspaper press back home.Dying business. That had to be hard on them. She had a sister who was in Gillard.
As much as I wanted to keep learning about my sheriff, I needed to get this done and get out of here before someone realized I was sitting in front of Ainsley’s new house. Everyone knew everyone in Sentinel, and I didn’t need questions right now.
Approaching the door, I looked around as I took my lock picks out and opened up her front door. Whistling that same tune, I shut the door behind me and got to work.
CHAPTER 4
Ainsley
Shutting my front door with my boot, I dropped the stacks of folders onto the dining room table. I’d spent the day trying to go through a few of the town’s cold cases once Warrant had opened up that filing cabinet for me.
Too many people had kept popping their heads in for me to go through the files, so now I had the stack of them sitting inside my home. The curiosity had been eating at me all day, but I’d managed to wait.
Going down the hall, I stripped off my gun belt, hanging it in my closet, and changed from my uniform into some leggings and a loose fitting t-shirt. It was late. I’d stayed until the night crew had come in, led muster, then finally called it for the night.
I walked into my kitchen, exhaling as I tried to relax my muscles. There was a lot of pressure on me. All placed there by me, of course, but I wanted this to work. There was only one other female deputy, the rest were all men. Not that thatmattered. Especially not after Harlow telling me about the town voting in women to run it.
I’d looked that up after she’d left. The county commissioners? All women. The mayor, the coroner, the judge, and now the new sheriff. All women. There were more, but I hadn’t looked everyone up. Guess Harlow hadn’t been kidding when she said the ranchers had been sick of being let down and decided to try something different.