When we park, there's only one police cruiser in the lot and Vince cracks up. "Some police department. What do they have, like two officers?" I smile. "I think they're up to four now." "Wow." "Shut up. Let's go in and see if they're any help," I say. We walk through the front door and the guy behind the desk is the last person I expect to see there. Timmy Corrigan is huge. Not in the overweight sense. He's just big. He also happens to be gay. In school, he was the tallest guy in class. He towered over most of us and while he could be intimidating, we ended up friends throughout high school. His dad and granddad were police officers, too. Everson’s police department has pretty much been the Corrigan clan the entire time it existed. In a judgmental small town like Everson, I didn't think he'd ever join his family here. He sees me, stands up and a smile spreads across his face. "Kara Pierce. To what do I owe this pleasure?" "Hi, Timmy. I have to say, I didn't think it would be you I'd see here." He shrugs.
