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12. Reine-2
The second I stepped outside of the visitor’s center, I remembered that I hadn’t gotten around to asking Karen about where to find the sheriff’s office. The map had something on it labeled, “Administrative Complex,” but it was a good walk to the other side of the river, and I didn’t want to be late in case that wasn’t it. Sir Raleigh and I headed back into town, and I stopped by the coffee shop since I guessed the cinnamon rolls might not be cool and iced yet. I didn’t know how long it would take, but I also didn’t want to face Astrid again, and I hadn’t made up my mind whether I wanted them. The same barista was there, and more patrons sat at tables and stood in line. A glance at my watch told me it was lunchtime, although for the first time in memory, I wasn’t hungry. Something about th
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