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I unfolded myself from the bench and leveled my gaze at Deputy Gentry Ryan, who’d also appeared with Black.

“Deputy Ryan,” I said as I passed him.

“Ms. Darling.” His mouth twitched as I walked out.

I ignored him and pushed my way to the counter where all of my things were waiting.

My purse, phone, jacket, and contents of my pockets—a half-eaten bag of M&M’s and two sticks of gum.

“That bag wasn’t open when I gave it to you,” I grumbled.

Black grunted. “You knew what you were doing having those.”

I did.

A year or so ago, when I’d gotten wind that they were Black’s favorite, I always made sure to have them on hand.

They might sweeten him up.

Now, every time I left the house, I kept them in my pocket just in case.

Glad to know that he actually liked them.

“Headin’ out,” Black called to Gentry. “You going back to the main office?”

“I am,” Gentry said. “This place gives me the hives.”

The main sheriff’s office was located halfway between Bear Pass and Sawtooth. The installation we were in now was a satellite office that they used when necessary.

Arresting nine people at city hall was obviously one of those “necessary” times.

When we got to his cruiser, I went to the front seat instead of the back.

His brows rose when I yanked open the door and sat down in his passenger seat.

“The back…”

“Isn’t going to happen unless you want me to walk to my car and drive home,” I grumbled.

“I let you do that, and I’ll have to come rescue you because you slid right off the mountain in this snow,” he countered.

I shrugged. “I’d rather slide off the side of a mountain than ride in the back of that cruiser that you haven’t cleaned in who knows how long.”

I’d gotten in it once and I’d seen popcorn mixed with puke particles.

Never again if I could help it.

“So your brother’s out of Milo’s.”

I nodded.

“He moved into an apartment in Bear Pass.”

Thank God.

I didn’t go there very often, preferring Sawtooth over Bear Pass.

“He’s working at Dominion.”