Hometown Justice: Homecoming

Chapter Four

Alex walked around the police station, looking through all the files. Everyone in the town had a manila folder with their name on it except for the members of the Leons’ Boys and The Gorzia Gang. Sitting down at his desk, Alex called the county.  Three rings and a lady answered.

“Good Morning, Daniels County Police Department, this is Leanne Haynes speaking. How may I help you?” the female asked.

“Good morning, Ms. Haynes, this is the new Sheriff of Polkville, Alex Ruler calling. I need to speak with Chief Cooper, please,” Alex said.

“Good Morning, Sheriff Ruler, congratulations on your new position within the Daniels County Police Department, I am sure you will do a fine job. Thought I am terribly sorry, Chief Cooper is on vacation this week. Is there anything I could do for you?” Leanne asked.

“I’m not sure, Ms. Haynes. Is there any possible way you could fax me the counties files on Tommy Leons and Antoine Demarco?  I also need the file on The Garza Gang that wrecked havoc in this part of the state. I was the Commanding Officer on the platoon that silenced them, but I need the files for a case I’m working on,” Alex said.

“Sure thing, Sheriff Ruler. I’ll get those to you right away. I’ll leave a note for Chief Cooper to contact you as soon as he returns from Vacation. Will there be anything else?” Leanne asked.

“No Ma’am. Thank you for everything you’ve done,” Alex said before he and Leanne hung up. 

Alex looked at his watch. 10:30. Time for breakfast at Watts, then to see my new deputy. Alex thought. He left the station in his Chevelle which had the police light on top.  In the seat to his right was the same piece of lumber he had used to smash up Leons’ Casino before his trail. Only now, it had a gripped handle made into the shaft, and at the opposite end, the piece of lumber had been filed down to almost a baseball bat style.  Turning his car into the parking space in front of Watts, Alex shut off the engine and grabbed the lumber. He walked in, and sat down at a booth in the corner. Alyson came out to take his order.

“Good Mornin’ Handsome. Have you seen our new sheriff? I hear he’s more handsome than you,” Alyson, smiling. “What’ll it be for ya, hon?” She asked, pulling out her notepad and a pencil.

“I’ll take a livermush biscuit and a sweet tea. Honestly, I haven’t heard much about this new sheriff. When do you go on break? I need to speak with you,” Alex replied.

“Livermush Biscuit, a sweet tea. That’ll be free for the sheriff. And I can take a ten minute break, will that be long enough?” Alyson asked.

“Sure. This is very important,” Alex said, his face filled with seriousness.

After she brought his biscuit and tea to him, Alyson ran back to the register to clock out for break. She returned and sat down across from him. Alex had to force himself not to stare deep into her blue eyes. 

“Alyson, I’m about to start cleaning this town up.  When I do, I’m afraid you won’t like me afterwards. Hell will break loose, and I’m the only person who can handle what will be let out,” Alex said, reaching across the table and taking her hand. “Just promise me, should anything bad start happening out of my control, you’ll get out of town,”

“Alex, I’m not sure what you’re talking about. I have grown up in this town, same as you. This is my home. I’m not leaving, not matter what,” Alyson said, her eyes narrowing at Alex. “But don’t think I’m going to hate you because attempt to do something that no one else could. I know the kinda of upbringing you had. You’re father taught you to stand up for what you believe in. You did it right out of high school going into the marines, and I have no doubt in my mind you’ll do it now, as you take on this new chapter in life of becoming sheriff.”