Chapter 156

Shelby

"You're not telling me what I wanna know, Ransom." I blow out a breath, annoyed at the man standing in front of me.

He adjusts his stance, crossing his arms over his chest. Rambo whines, sitting at attention. The dog knows me, I reach out and give him a pet on the head. When I look back up at Ransom, he's side-eyeing me.

"Shelby, if it were up to me, I'd give you the info you want, but you have to make an open records request. It's an ongoing investigation."

"That's horseshit and you know it. If I'd been listening to the scanner, I would've heard it."

"Then I suggest you get a scanner, or talk to your BFF Sullivan and see if he can help you."

This time I cross my arms over my chest, tilting my head to the side. "I have a scanner. Don't be a dick, Ransom."

He chuckles, uncrossing his arms and running a hand down his face. "Not my intention, Counselor."

"Don't call me that," I snap.

"But it's okay for Sully to call you that, huh? I'm tellin' ya. Go talk to him,