he said, and looked up as the door was eased ajar. Deputy Allan Moore poked his head through the narrow space. “I have nothing against early-morning appointments with civilians, Sheriff. But when it involves a disdainful asshole of a man, and especially when I’m the one who has to fill in for some sick secretary to deal with such a douche, then I ain’t no game for such shit.” “Close the door, Allan,” Brian said. “Calm down, step inside, and close the door.”Allan did. “Who’s it this time?”“Donnie … says he’s got an appointment to see you. And I get it, but he needs to learn a bit of patience if he wants to get past a lot of obstacles in life.”Brian frowned.Allan quickly added, “Just saying I don’t appreciate his “right-now” attitude. Not a bit.” “Appointment with Donnie?” “Yeah,” Allan said. “Weren’t you expecting him?”Brian sat back in his chair, fingers interlocked. “Not really,” he said, casting a glance at Allan, whose features had changed and begun to speak volumes even before his mouth opened to seal the deal.
