THE SHERIFF DIDN’T COME TO ARREST ME… HE CAME BECAUSE OF WHO THE OLD MAN REALLY WAS.”

he had.
He tried to give me money.
I refused.
I thought that was the end of it.
I thought I could go back to my normal, messy life and forget about it.
But the next morning…
Someone knocked on my door.
Loud.
Sharp.
I opened it—
And my stomach dropped.
A SHERIFF was standing there.
Looking straight at me.
Calling my name.
And in that moment…
I thought I had just made continue reading …