Snippet Sunday – Hard-Boiled/Noir WIP – September 27, 2015

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We’re picking up pretty much where we left off last week– Jake and Sheriff Jones are having a discussion outside of Marisa’s abandoned house…

We didn’t have much to say to each other until we reached the cars. His cruiser looked standard-issue, which meant he probably had to take his hat off to fit inside.

“How much is Jed paying you to find his wife for him, Jake?” he asked. He didn’t bother to try to hide the contempt when he used Jed’s name.

“I told you, Sheriff,” I said, leaning against the side of my Olds. “I’m not doing it for him.”

“Right,” he said, “you’re just looking for a friend,” He smirked at me. “I heard you’d made, uh, friends with Marisa Reubens.”

“Jed’s her ex-husband the way I hear it.”

“Ex-nothing,” he replied. “Those two run hot and cold on each other so I’d watch my ass if I were you.” He hit me with the cop glare. “And you didn’t answer my question.”

“I haven’t taken a cent of Jed’s money, Sheriff.”

“Yet.

“That’s between him and me.”

“And me, Mr. Tunner.”

“We’re back to Mr. Tunner?”

“You’re obligated to check in with local law enforcement when you’re working in their jurisdiction.”

“I know, Sheriff,” I said. “And the minute I’m getting paid for my time I’ll come right in to see you.”

He put a hand on my shoulder.

“I’m not a difficult man to get along with,” he said. “All I ask is honesty and a little respect.”

“You’re getting both from me.”

He gave me the stink-eye, but his jaw wasn’t clenched and his body language didn’t involve crossed arms or reaching for his handcuffs.

“I think we’ve reached the point where you either arrest me or send me on my way,” I said.

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