we'll watch him, but wow, Karlie, that's pretty damned serious," Luke told her in a concerned voice. "I thought you might have settled down some, but obviously not."
"I'm not nearly as bad as I was, Luke...I just did what I had to do. I told him I was sorry and I called help for him, but I had to make sure Sarge was safe. I was going to tell you and turn myself in, but Cole beat me to it. That guy was a rude ass anyway."
Cole piped up in an agitated voice, "You were doing a hundred and five miles an hour, Karlie. He deserved to be rude, and a lot more. You're damned lucky he didn't impound that hot rod you drive . "
"I'd have done more than hog-tie him if he'd touched Freddie. You know how I feel about that car," Karlie said then gave Cole a heated glance over her shoulder. Her uncle, the closest thing to a father she and Katie had ever know n , had given her that '71 Lincoln Coupe for her sixteenth birthday. He was gone now and that's the only thing she had left of him. "You don't mind if I leave him parked here, do you Luke?"
"No, that's fine," he told her, then added, "I guess Cassie's gonna have to find someone else to help out with the horses."
"No! Please don't do that--I'll work this out, I promise," she said and spun around to face Luke. "I need this job, please, Luke..."
"Okay, Karlie...we'll wait a little while and see what happens," Luke said although he didn't look to sure about his decision.
"Turn around, Cassie, let's get this over with," Cole told her then put his hand on her shoulder. She did and he lightly patted her down, then loosely cuffed her hands behind her and recited her rights to her . "I hate to do this, but I don't have a choice. You made a really bad decision, sugar."
Karlie nodded and walked with him toward the front of the barn. She'd made a lot of bad decisions lately, her first was coming to this town at all. There weren't many other options for her, but she could have found something. She could ride and rope, and work cattle, some ranch would have hired her as a hand, but she knew Cassie, and wanted to work with horses.
Big mistake there, because of one tall, dark-haired, handsome jackass of a deputy.
CHAPTER TWO
Karlie and Cole rode to the police station in complete silence. Karlie looked out the window the whole time, wishing she were anywhere but here. Emotion welled up inside of her and she felt tears sting her eyes. Karlie wasn't a crier, she thought it was a waste of time and water. Usually she faced the world with a stiff upper lip and a rigid determination to make things better for her self o n her o wn, because she knew nobody else was going to do that for her. Katie , her twin sister, was the crier, in touch with her softer side.
T his was going to be an exception. If she didn't let got of some of the anger, sadness, hopelessness and regret, she felt like she'd explode. With her almost empty wallet, thanks to the ATM card she'd given Jake on her account to pay the bills, there wasn't even a hope she was going to be able to make bail .
Karlie knew it was probably going to be set high , because of the seriousness of what she'd done . So, until they arranged a trial, she was going to have to be a guest in the Bowie jail. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks as she looked out at the dry Texas landscape , saying goodbye to her freedom with each mile they got closer to the jail .
Cole pulled his truck up in a spot right in front of the station, then came around and released her seat belt, and helped her out. They went inside and there was a gray-haired woman at the front desk who looked at them curiously, as Cole led her into a glass-fronted room that had a counter with a camera and screen, and a finger print blotter.
Karlie knew she must look a mess, she probably had mascara down to her chin. She hated taking a photo the way she looked, but