‘Buck Fern stopped me this morning,’ Aiden told Edmond before the older man could settle himself down in his office chair. ‘That must have been pleasant,’ Edmond scoffed, rolling his eyes. ‘What did our wonderful sheriff want with you?’ ‘He was asking about his brother’s case.’ ‘He was?’ Edmond’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. ‘He claimed his brother had told him about it.’ ‘Really?’ Edmond seemed genuinely shocked by this. ‘I didn’t think they spoke much, if at all.’ Aiden watched his colleague’s reaction closely, satisfied that he was telling the truth and thus could not have been Buck Fern’s informant. ‘It makes me a bit uneasy,’ Aiden admitted. ‘I don’t want Buck’s involvement in this.’ ‘No, no, I completely agree.’ ‘He just seems to always be all over everything.’ ‘Buck Fern is Avalon’s rash. You can scratch away at him but he never goes away, if anything, he just spreads himself further!’ Edmond vented, shaking his head in annoyance.
