The Archer [Book 13 of the Hawkman Series]
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He then turned to Hawkman. “This isn't the first time she's tried such a stunt.”
Hawkman frowned. “Really?”
“After you were in my office and mentioned her name, it rang a bell. I searched the files, and found nothing. But I remember, a year or so ago, I received complaints from two other young men whom she tantalized and threatened. Mr. Brown paid them off, so the charges were dropped.”
“Doesn't surprise me,” Hawkman said, shaking his head. He led the detective to the bow he'd kicked aside, then pointed to the arrow on the pavement. “There are her weapons.”
Williams gathered the items into a large evidence bag, and placed it in the trunk of his car. “I'm happy no one got hurt.”
“No, but it could have been disastrous.”
“How'd you bring her down?”
“Taser and stun guns.”
Williams nodded. “That's why she appeared a bit wobbly; two shots is enough to do it.”
Hawkman reached up and peeled off his fake mustache. “I'm sure her screams woke up any nearby neighbors.”
Williams chuckled. “I thought you looked different.” Then he frowned. “Wonder what kind of case this will end up being?”
Hawkman raked his boot across the ground. “I don't think her parents will be able to pay off Brett Gibson or Laura King. Even if Cindy gets off because of lack of evidence, it should knock the wind out of her sails for a while.”
The lights on the gray Toyota flickered.
“Looks like the battery is running down,” Hawkman said, glancing at the car.
“Is that the vehicle she used?”
Hawkman nodded. “Yes. It's a rental.”
“Guess we better tow it in,” Williams said, making a call on his phone. After hanging up, he turned to the group. “I'm going to need all of you to come to the station and make a statement.”
“We'll be there with bells on,” Brett said, taking Laura's hand.
“I'm so glad this is all over. Maybe we can live in peace now,” Laura said, smiling up at him.
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EPILOGUE
Hawkman and Detective Williams were having a cup of coffee in a small cafe down the street from the court house.
The detective ran a hand over the stubble on his chin. “Let's hope Ms. Brown realizes how lucky she is with the judge fining her two thousand dollars, and sentencing her to a year of counseling, six months of community service, and letting her off with just three years probation. She could have easily been sentenced one to five years in the county jail.”
“The girl thought she was untouchable. Even with her brandishing the compound bow,” Hawkman said. “I think the clincher was when you found the voice changer and Jason's recorder in Cindy's car, covered with her fingerprints.”
“Thank goodness her father came to the conclusion his daughter needed help, and didn't raise a big stink. I think he found himself relieved that she didn't get prison time.”
“This has been some case. I have to give Jennifer credit for helping me out.
“That little gal of yours is terrific. Too bad you found her first.”
Hawkman chuckled. “Let's get off that subject. Tell me about the Wallace brothers. It shocked me when they came to court dressed in suits.”
“Complete turn around for those two boys. Once their dad lowered the boom, they settled right down and have become respectful gentlemen. By the way, did you know it was Greg Wallace who followed you on the freeway, took Ms. Brown down your alley and also out to your house so she could shoot at the buildings. She talked him into doing these pranks and told him it would be a fun adventure.”
Hawkman frowned. “No, I didn't know. How'd you find out?”
“He admitted these events to me, and said he had no idea what she had up her sleeve on those ventures and now he feels stupid about accompanying her.”
“I tend to believe him.”
“How's Laura doing?
“She and Brett are a twosome now; in fact, it looks serious.”
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