The shitstorm that had come about after Chad’s big reveal during the debate hadn’t ended. It was a week after the debate and reporters and constituents still wanted to know how Mike hadn’t been aware of the situation.He ground his teeth. It would be unfair to even toy with the notion of checking the background of anyone who looked to be of Hispanic descent. It was racial profiling and it would be wrong.Once he’d gotten over the initial shock, he’d remembered the times that Anna had tried to tell him something and how each time he’d distracted her and put it off. Had that been what she had been trying to tell him?At the same time he wondered if she would have told him. She’d have known that no matter how he felt about her, he’d have had to report her aunt and uncle, no two ways around it.He blew out his breath and looked up as a sound came from the doorway to his office. He looked up to see his stepmom, Angel, rapping on the doorframe.“Can I see the sheriff?” she asked with a light smile on her lips.“Anytime.”
