“I’m done anyway.” She whispered and scooted around the Chief. Her dog doing the army crawl following behind her. She didn’t have anything against the Chief, he did his job, and he let her do hers, up to a point. They walked back to their vehicles.
“I need to hire you.”
She stopped packing away her gear and looked at him. He made himself clear how he felt about her profession. She put down the handicap ramp for Ace and he got up in the front seat of her landrover. She turned back towards him and plucked the cigarette out of his mouth and flicked it out into the night. . “Those things will kill you.”
“No, you’re going to do that first. Can you come by tomorrow?”
She nodded her consent.