Chapter Seven
“Mom…mom…hang on. Stop talking for a second.” Gretel adjusted her headset and smiled sweetly at the fire chief, Darius Boone. He was even larger than Zander, and more intimidating if only because he was in his thirties as opposed to his twenties. “What can I get you, Chief? And other chief?”
She added that bit just in time as Maya Badger stepped next to Darius. Just lately, Maya Badger had been named as Lost Harbor’s newest police chief, after the townspeople got tired of her doing all the work while the old chief spent his time ice fishing.
“I’m buying,” Darius told Maya. “My way of saying congratulations.”
“Are you sure it’s not your way of saying you need extra space now that we’re down an officer?” Maya said dryly.
“You’re so young to be so cynical. But now that you
