Fortunately, Shallie turned up as they finished their coffee—Carly had missed her text. Lindsey told her what had just happened, how threatening Eric had been and that Eli was expecting them at his office. Shallie immediately offered to drive them. No questions on her part, either. Her only comment was a muttered remark about who the real “gate-crashers” in this town were. “And I’m talking about farm gates and paddock gates, but I’m sure you get that.” Despite the situation, Carly had to smile. She was more grateful than ever for Shallie’s unwavering support and her sense of humor. Her love, when you came right down to it. She was also convinced that she and Lindsey were destined to be friends.

Carly had no idea how this official visit would go and felt nervous about it—especially since they were providing the sheriff with proof that his nephew was guilty of a crime, currently the town’s most notorious—but there was no other option.

They left the café, and the two of them piled into Shallie’s rental.

ELI HAD BEEN waiting for them. His admin, Kathy Roberts, who was Perry’s cousin, ushered the girls into the private room he’d reserved for their conversation—and he wasn’t surprised to see that Shallie had accompanied them.

Once he’d heard the story, he had to admit, to himself, anyway, that none of this was the shock Shallie and the girls had probably expected. He should’ve had a serious talk with his sister, Sara, a lot earlier. Should’ve had a major confrontation with his nephew. Well, it was coming now.

He wished he’d acted on his suspicions, wished he’d taken them even more seriously.

During their discussion, he took careful notes. Then assured the three of them that this would be dealt with—firmly dealt with, and Eric’s misdemeanors, plus those of his “gang,” had just come to an end. Lindsey seemed worried about repercussions, and Carly knew that was because she and Eric had dated for a while, but Eli told her not to worry. He said she could call his private number anytime. Carly, too.

“Um,” Carly began awkwardly. “Can I ask what Eric’s family situation is?” She shrugged. “I don’t know anything about him, other than that he’s an asshole. Sorry! He’s your nephew and—”

“No need to apologize. His father took off years ago. No one has any idea where he is.”

“He always told me his dad was a hundred percent out of the picture,” Lindsey put in.

“True,” Eli said. “Zach Worth was a useless piece of shit.” He glanced at Shallie. “Sorry. My turn to apologize. I swear too much.”

Shallie grinned. “Not a problem for me. And sometimes it’s the most appropriate response.”

“And this is one of those times,” Carly said.