Untraceable -Part 3
My name is Sheriff Bullet. People call me Gee for
short. I’m the Sheriff of Driftwood, Colorado and I have been for the last year
and a half. I’m a recent widower; my bride was murdered the day after our
wedding. It’s a bit of a story; I met Tina a doctor and fell in love instantly
with her. We dated for six months and married when I found out she was
expecting our daughter.
Tina had been placed in my orbit by a master
criminal who wanted to keep tabs on the new sheriff and almost succeeded; but
Tina made the mistake of falling in love with me which sealed her fate. The
master criminal killed Tina, my unborn baby, and Tina’s brother, but I had
managed to kill her by accident while fighting for her weapon.
By the way I also have custody of a five year old
daughter, Stella-Marie with my first wife who is serving time in prison for
trying to kill me. I know what you’re thinking this guy is a loser; he sure
knows how to pick his wives doesn’t he? I swear I’m working on my
failings. Who I’m I kidding? It was part
of keeping my job as a sheriff. I have
to see a therapist once a week. The nearby county investigators may have
labelled the criminal’s death a good shoot; but they didn’t like that our
emotions had been so easily corrupted and compromised by a drug supplier. We’ve
been warned not to let ourselves get so easily tangled. Easy? Are they kidding?
The mastermind behind it all had been one step ahead of us before I even
arrived in Driftwood.
I was the lucky one my friend Gordon Chum who had
been the S.A.I.C. (the Special Agent in Charge) had been demoted and assigned
to a desk for the last year. I’d see him
on weekends and holidays and he wasn’t very happy. With all that going on in
the time I’d been at Driftwood, despite my moaning and complaining to my
surprise I was bored. You know what they say about boredom don’t you? As Arthur
Schopenhauer used to say ~Boredom is just the reverse side of fascination: both
depend on being outside rather than inside a situation, and one leads to the
other.
The plane crash lead to another case of which I’m
about to let you in on now and it all started with Penny seeing the crash ,
calling me and then going out to save them.
I hurried to the scene after calling the FAA and
brought some of my cops with me. We all began searching for the site that Penny
had described. Deep in the forest we found the plane burning brightly a
shattered piece of metal. The pilots were found were mangled and in pieces and
the other three bodies broken looked like rag dolls had fallen from the sky.
One seat was intact a short distance from the crash site. By our count two
seats were missing. Where were they and
where was Penny?
We searched the area and found to our surprise a
single seat intact a short distance away the occupant; a woman in her thirties
however was dead. There were ATV tracks near here but we’d have to examine them
closer to figure out how old the tracks were.
Examining the woman I couldn’t believe it. I not
only met this woman, before I knew this would be big news for this woman was
Arnold Ivan, the software king’s daughter, Paris Ivan.
©Sheilagh Lee November 2, 2017
To be continued next year when book is released
