Hannah's Hope

Chapter 7 - Goner

Chapter 7 - GonerMel

5:40 AM, Tuesday Morning, February 17th

I was sitting back at the kitchen table, this time lacing my boots back on when my duty cell buzzed from where it lay a foot away. Dana was leaned back against a counter, holding Jef against her shoulder, trying to get him to burp. Boo moved back and forth between us seemingly undecided about what was more interesting, mommy with a baby or my boot laces.

Since I was trying to get laced up and shoe her away at the same time, I punched the speakerphone button rather than picking the unit up.

“Sheriff Crane,” I answered.

“It’s Treadway, Sheriff.”

I couldn’t tell anything from my always stoic patrol supervisor’s tone. “What’s going on Joe?”

“We’ve found her Sheriff...or someone we believe to be her.”

“You have a body?” I aske