[center][h3][color=skyblue]Jax Lodrick[/color][/h3][/center]

Jax saw Montana walk to her car with her niece and heard a familiar voice crackle from his truck.

[b]"Ay Boss, got a call!"[/b] It was a Henrietta, a young woman who acted as the radio operator for the county. She wasn't technically a sheriff's deputy or part of any law enforcement, but the county hired her and that was good enough for Jax.

Jax glanced suspiciously back at Montana and walked over to his truck, leaning in and taking the receiver "What's up?" he asked. [b]"Miss Sinclair's shop had a break in...while she and the hired help were still there."[/b] Jax frowned. [b]"Really? Alright, I'll be over quick as I can."[/b]

Jax took one last look at Montana, who was infuriatingly smiling at him standing beside her car. [i]Well, there goes my first pick[/i] he thought as he got into his truck and drove away. Not a lot of robberies in a tiny town like this, usually because everyone knew each other and beside being friends (for the most part anyway) it would be impossible to get away with. But Angela must have seen something, she's a smart woman. Jax allowed himself a little smile, he had always liked Angela, they had talked a little before but he took to her immediately. It would be nice to see her again, even it is under somewhat grim circumstances.

Jax pulled up to Angela's store and got out, putting his hands on his belt and walking up to the door, giving a rapt knock.

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