Chapter 82

It was around 10 a.m. when Jodi Garvey-Kirby burst into the sheriff’s station. She was upset, pissed, and downright disappointed at the same time. The last time she got pregnant she wasn’t even trying.

“Oh, hey, Jodi,” Lawrence said. “Glad you’re here. I was wondering if you could do me a favor.” Lawrence was one of the deputies at the station.

“What is it?”

“Ten minutes ago, Patty just jumped up and ran down the hall. She went into the ladies’ room. She didn’t try to get anyone to cover for her or anything. She just ran down the hall like a wild woman. Luckily, one of the student employees were here. He was doing some paper work for us. Anyway, she jumped on the switchboard. Do you mind going in there and checking on Patty?”

“There isn’t another woman here. Why don’t you go in?” Jodi asked with a pout.

“I don’t feel comfortable. It’s still the ladies’ room and God knows what kind of . . . woman troubles Patty is having in there,” Lawrence said uncomfortably.

“Where’s Goldman? Hell,