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something.”
    “How can you be bored, you listen to high school gossip all day…”
    “Exactly, I’m so tired of all the high school bullshit. Give me some grown up gossip. So is the girlfriend a suspect. You think she snuck behind him and killed him with an axe?”
    “What, who told you about the girlfriend?” Tyler was shocked, “this investigation is supposed to be under wraps…”
    “And what axe? There was no murder weapon other than the guy’s own gun, which of course didn’t seem like it’d been fired.”
    Carli’s face fell, “Oh, just a gun? An axe would have been so much cooler.”
    “Jesus Carli, stay away from our investigation.”
    “Oh come on don’t be such a baby. I got talking to Linda from dispatch.”
    “How exactly did you get talking to Linda?”
    “She came by to get her son from detention and asked if I could keep him for an extra hour next week. Guess, she wants him out of the house, whatevs. In two minutes, she coughed it all up.”
    “Wait, you running detention now, what happened to guidance counselling?”
    “Oh yeah, in a couple of years I’ll be running the whole darn school… you wait and see.”
    “Nah, she probably got bumped down from guidance counselling.”
    “Haha, Carli got detented.”
    “ Detented is not a word.”
    “What about loser, that a word?”
    “Fuck you.”
    “Haha, Carli you’re such a loser.”
    “I said, fuck you.”
    “So Carli, why’d you get detented down to detention?”
    “Probably due to all the guidance and counselling she provided that Monson kid.”
    “Shut up.”
    “Guiding a high school kid into stealing an armored truck and using it to transport marijuana across three stateliness… and then the douche runs out of gas in front of the Salt Lake City DEA office. Still amazed you managed to keep your job, Carli.”
    “I said let it go, that was so last year.”
    “Hello, is that Miss Finch… hey sweetie boy, what’s up … umm, Miss Finch I think I ran out of gas, these heavy suckers drink like a gallon a mile… don’t sweat it sweetie boy, I’ll wire you the money … I love you and respect you Miss Finch… I love you too sweetie boy … thank you Miss Finch… you can call me Carli, sweetie boy… haha.”
    “Shut the fuck up. Shut up. I never said any of those things, the whole thing was an honest mistake. I never advised him to go steal an armored truck and the dimwit said nothing about growing pot in his backyard. Said he was going to supply flowers to weddings. Told me he was trying to break into the wedding floral industry.”
    “The best part, at one of the weddings some drunk bridesmaid took delivery of it and paid three thousand bucks cash, that too from the bride’s father. Thought it was a real hoot.”
    “Come on you guys, you know I would never do such a thing,” Carli continued with her vain protests.
    “Yeah, yeah save it for someone like Bill over there. During the investigation, we had to go through all your sweet nothings in one weekend… in one weekend… can you believe that.”
    “Yeah, lost some of my best brain cells.”
    “Carli has that effect on guys.”
    “Screw you guys. Everyone from the school district to County to the freakin Board of Ethics has cleared me. I am so over this bullshit,” Carli slammed her beer and stormed out for a smoke.
    Getting under Carli’s skin never grew old for Lone Lake’s young deputies. Watching her storm off always brought a chuckle and a deep sense of contentment to their sad little hearts.
    “That was so Carli.”
    “And so predictable.”
    Tyler turned to Jake, “So how’d it go with County and the shotgun. Are they gonna process it anytime soon?”
    “No, seems like the organizers of Moshpit want to do a repeat next week. So County is all in this time and the festival’s been given top priority.”
    “Big bucks eh?”
    “Yeah the pot tax alone is bound to deliver a new Bell 505…”
    “Sweet Jesus,” whistled Tyler.
    “But rumor has