The Bad Boy Of Butterfly Harbor (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
Luke likened straightening the narrow tie down the front of his khaki uniform to doing a little jig on his father’s grave. All that was missing was a half-drunk bottle of whiskey and the snap of a leather strap. Cash let out a huge Monday-morning sigh from the blanket bed Luke had set up in the corner of the office. “Stop reading my mind,” Luke muttered. The idea of taking up residence in Jake’s old office sat about as well as if he’d binged on spoiled leftovers; but now the space was empty save for the desk, chair and various cabinets and bookcases. Luke saw potential. If he got around to fixing the broken window lock and repainting the walls. Some color would be nice, and maybe he’d open up the back wall and install another window behind the... “Morning, Sheriff.” Fletch lounged against the door frame to what was now Luke’s office, a steaming mug of coffee in his hand and a sly look on his face. “What’s on the agenda for today?”
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