quite enough." Ramón started to write something out on a notepad.
Willis stood and was about to leave.
Ramón lifted a finger to halt Willis. "I haven't finished." He ripped off a sheet from the notepad and handed it to Willis. "Your prescription, and adhere to it or you will be placed on suspension."
Willis snatched the piece of paper from Ramón's hand without reading it and left the office.
Merlot waited in her armchair for Ramón to declare his undying love for her.
The gorgeous doctor gave Merlot an inquisitive look, "Is there anything more, Agent Merlot?" He smiled.
Oh yes, there was more, but Merlot knew now was not the time.
6
SHERIFF LOU LISTENED to nature's masterpiece filling the air with a mix of blue jays, mountain chickadees, yellow-headed and red-winged blackbirds. The pleasing symphony soothed her hangover. She smiled as she heard a red fox yelping, a bobcat yowling and the distinct bugling of an elk. The calls reminded her of why she never moved away from Big Beaver.
Chad pointed to the tree where Beau had taken a piss.
Lou carefully walked around the tree and noticed several different kinds of sneaker prints in the dry earth at the base of the trunk and what looked like deer print or some other large mammal.
"Let's see your sneakers, Chad."
Chad looked down at his sneakers and lifted a foot for Lou to take a closer look.
"Stop being a dufus, Chad. Take one of them off so I can get a close look."
Chad shrugged as he removed his right sneaker and handed it to Lou, hopping on his left foot.
"We kinda thought Beau might still be here . . . you know, like hiding from us, like he often does."
Lou placed a sneaker carefully over a print. It matched, but the other prints had to be Beau's and the other teenagers' as the tread marks were different. She sniffed the sneaker in her hand and wished she hadn't. Her nostrils detected the strong smell of animal musk that pervaded the surrounding area. She coughed.
"Smells like some animal's been marking its territory," Lou said with watery eyes.
Chad held his nose as he took the sneaker from Lou's hand.
"Jeez . . . that smells real gross, like skunk and cooked grizzly turds," he said as he slipped on his sneaker.
Lou nodded in agreement and wondered what kind of animal had been spraying around the base of the Douglas fir. She frowned as the smell seemed not too dissimilar to the serial bather case.
Chad glanced warily at the surrounding trees and thickets. He heard a rustling and shivered.
"Maybe it was a grizzly?"
"Maybe," Lou said with a troubled look on her face.
Chad pointed out, "But if a grizzly got him, where's Beau's body parts . . . and I don't see blood all over the place." He glanced around with a mix of horror and glee on his face. "Maybe the grizzly's buried him and plans to eat him later?" The teenager looked wide-eyed at Lou. "They do that, you know." Chad searched the area with a keen eye. "But there should be some blood, don't you think, Sheriff?" He grimaced, delighting in the gruesome scenario. "Yeah, lots of blood all over the place."
Yeah, there surely would have been some sign of Beau being taken by a grizzly,
thought Lou. She gave Chad a disparaging look for reveling in what might have happened to his friend. It wasn't a joking matter, anymore. She surely had to take Beau's disappearance seriously now. But something didn't quite sit right with her. She felt it in her gut. Something was off-center about the whole thing.
She gave Chad a questioning look. A part of her was hoping Beau and his friends had concocted this little charade to catch her and her deputies for the third time. The alternative that Beau had actually been taken by a grizzly or even by some nut job was a very disturbing thought indeed. Her stomach started to churn over. Of course, Beau could simply have run away.
"If this is some kind of prank, it's time to call it quits, right now," Lou demanded in a stern voice. She softened her tone. "You and the
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