Chapter 292: Eavesdropping

I filled her in on what I knew while she fumed silently. Yeah, I was in trouble. Hadn't I already promised her I'd behave and have her back? Misery replaced the fury of my almost confrontation with Ryan and I caught myself stuttering over an apology while my friend shook her head, blonde ponytail bouncing her unhappiness across her shiny deputy jacket.

"Just, stop." She inhaled deeply, exhaled. Jill had ten times the patience I did, apparently. Thank goodness. "I finally know how he feels."

"Who?" I blinked, hurt by her tone and the implication as I realized even before she spoke who she meant.

"Sheriff Turner." Hey, hang on a second. She tried a smile but it didn't reach her eyes while I did my best not to feel overly offended. "Okay, let me go see if I can salvage this interrogation. Please go to the kitchen and help your mother."