Haven Hills

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

    Spending a saturday afternoon at the local police station is not something your average teenager would be too psyched about. Everything moves in slow motion, its like herding a bunch of snails. And don’t even get me started on the internet connection, how is anyone supposed to type anything on a document if the internet isn’t working?!

        The whole station was basically empty, our lovely sheriff, ‘cough’, took some deputies to take a look at the rune before the incoming storm washed it away. And if I said I didn’t want to be a fly on the wall while they took samples, I’d be lying for sure. I sat in my dad’s office bored as hell, typing my college essay. I was told that if I didn’t finish it by the time dad got back I would find myself locked in a holding cell.

    ‘Yeah right. Go ahead dad lock your only child up with the town’s drunk. Such good publicity.’

        Speaking of the town drunk.

    I saved my progress on my never ending, torturous essay and grabbed a coffee on my way to the holding cells.  The station wasn’t very big to begin with, especially since we shared it with the fire department. The bullpen only had eight desks, and the conference room was really just an old equipment storage closet we converted. White and blue walls held picture frames of many past officers, some retired, some gone. Plaques with the previous sheriff’s names hung on the wall reminded my dad everyday he had to do his best.

    The fading sun shone through the windows and bathed the station in a warm orange glow, the sun would set soon and hopefully I would be allowed to leave. I walked across the bullpen down a tiny white hallway that led to our holding cells and the interrogation room. We only had three cells, each had four bunks and a toilet. The officers of haven hill mainly used the first cell and it was almost always occupied by Mr. Willam Derby; the town’s notorious drunk.

    I walked through the heavy metal doors to the first cell.

                          “ Afternoon Mr. Derby.”

I carefully set his hot coffee on the tray between the bars. Willam Derby was a short man, but his stature could fool anyone. The older man was built like a bull. I wouldn’t say that he was unkempt just a little shaggy with some under eye baggage. He slouched off the cot and came closer to grab his cup of joe.

    “Thank you Sage, you’re a good girl.

    I nodded and smiled like the sheriff’s daughter should.

Mr. Derby was going to sit down again but he hesitated. My eyebrow quirked in question.

        “ Mr. Derby?”

    He turned right around to face me with a slight nervous smile.

        “ Caught that did you? Well I wanted to ask… Jared Gibbler said he saw some sort of cloud thing appear the other night up on the hill. Then later he heard sirens and saw the red and blue lights in the same spot. It true?”

This was definitely the first time I had heard of a witness to whatever was drawn in the dirt in the hills. Dad hadn’t said anything about a witness.

‘ Sneaky bastard.’

“ Honestly Mr. Derby I don’t know what happened up in the hills, but are you sure Jared saw something?”

        “Psh, damn straight that boy saw something. He ran right back home yelling to his mom he saw an alien or something.”

    My curiosity got the better of me.