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hours on the ski rescue patrol too. If I get my full EMT, not just my outdoor medical cert, they may offer me to come back paid next season.”
    “He’s getting himself all on straight.” The sheriff may have had to get on me for bending the rules, but it didn’t sour him none toward Kabe. “Doing his courses online, same place I did my EMT…getting better grades than I did though.” I was right proud of him for that. If it weren’t for the felony record, I’da encouraged him to take it farther. It put him out of the running for most non-seasonal full-time gigs.
    “Yeah, I’ll have to go do, like, five days of hands-on after I’ve finished all my other classes.” Kabe tossed the day-glow can into the bed of his truck and shoved both hands back in his hoodie pocket. “Probably around the end of ski season.”
    “Glad to hear it.” The sheriff kinda huffed around a bit then a grim smile tightened up his face. He held out the envelope. “Look, son, this came across my desk.” When Kabe reached for it, he added, “I’ve been asked to serve it on you.”
    Suddenly a little suspicious, Kabe asked, “What is it?” He still took it, but I could tell he thought whatever was in there might bite him.
    “It’s an administrative hearing, about Joe.” Sheriff Simple looked over at me and then back at Kabe. “You know—heck, I’ll let him explain it to you, everything about it.” The sheriff clapped his hands together, his way of telling folks he was done with something. “But, I’d treat it like a subpoena from any other court, someone like you don’t want to ignore it.” That equaled about the only time I’d ever heard my boss refer to Kabe’s problems with the law. “Well I’ve done my duty, so have a good dinner, boys.”
    After the Sheriff walked on back into the station, Kabe turned to me, stepped up and slammed the envelope up against my chest. “Subpoena?” I think he hit three different octaves spitting out that one word.
    I actually backed off a step. Boy was right riled. “Ain’t nothing big.” It weren’t. I knew it weren’t. My sheriff dealt with me and everything that happened. Kabe didn’t need to get his shorts twisted all up. I gave him the bare bones of it. “You know I got chewed out by my boss about stuff that happened this summer. You being a person of interest in that suspicious fall.”
    Kabe crossed his hands over his chest, rocked back on one leg and shot me a glare that could peel paint. “I wasn’t a suspect.”
    “I know, but I really should have waited until we got that investigation all wrapped up.” I shrugged. That sliced it so close to the bare bones of what the Counsel wanted to discuss that I’d cut into the marrow. Figured if I gave him that, though, he wouldn’t dig deeper and make me think on things. “Then there was that whole thing with me beating the stuffing out of Ramon Piestiwa at that shopping center in Cedar City.”
    “He jumped you.” That he had, but the fight was still a fight.
    “I know.” I laughed a bit and hoped it didn’t sound as forced as it probably did. “It’s all just kinda to review all that mess.” The whole month of August just weren’t a stellar moment in my peace officer career. All of it, except maybe Ramon going off like he had, was my own darned fault. “My guess is they want you there, at this review board, since you witnessed that fight.” And other things likely. But it wouldn’t get that far. I’d just tell them what all happened, admit it, explain it and Kabe’d just get sent on home. That’s what happened in ninety-percent of my criminal cases. Everyone shows up for the party, the guy realizes it’s all pretty serious as those twelve folks start filing in, then pleads and all of us get sent home. It had to happen that way for a POST hearing, I couldn’t see it different. I wouldn’t let the free fall my life was on pull Kabe off the face of the cliff.
    Kabe still looked suspicious. “Don’t they