yet, but when he took a swing at one of the men, he was tossed to the floor and landed on in seconds. Palmer and Ed laughed out loud, which of course made Rogers look in their direction.
“You.” Palmer waved at him and stood up to walk toward him. Rogers was cursing up a storm and struggling to get loose. “Why the fuck are you doing this to me? I’ve done nothing to you.”
“And what is it you’ve done to the other good citizens of this town?” He started cursing again and Palmer had to move back when he spat at him. “Very mature, Rogers. Oh, and you might want to know that your home is being looked into as well. It’s amazing what sorts of things people will store at their house that don’t belong to them.”
“You can’t do that. I have rights. That’s an invasion of privacy. I know my rights.” The man holding him down lifted him up after he was cuffed. He jerked him along with him as they made their way to the door. “I want a lawyer. I’m not saying a thing until I get my lawyer.”
“Well, that’s good since we haven’t asked you anything.” Then the investigator held Rogers still as he was read his rights. It was all downhill from there.
Rogers tried to get away again but this time an officer, a big guy who looked like he could be a linebacker, tackled him, much to the amusement of the people on the sidewalk watching the show. Then when he was lifted up a second time, his suit was covered in mud and water from the early morning rain, and it looked like he might have pissed himself. Palmer and Ed laughed as he was shoved in the back of the waiting cruiser. Then they stood by while the bank was emptied of everyone inside and the doors chained and locked. In a few days they would open again, but for now, the bank was under investigation. Three of the tellers were also taken into custody, as was the loan manager. It was not a good day for First Trust.
He and Ed headed to the diner just down the street to have a nice cup of coffee and to talk. Ed was handing him a file when he noticed Jace walking down the street with his head down. Knocking on the window, he invited the younger man to join them.
“The bank’s closed, did you know that?” Ed explained to him what was going on. “I see. So no money out until they figure out what happened. That sucks. I need some parts for the milker again.”
Ed looked at him and Palmer nodded. It was time the kid was brought up to speed on a few things. The waitress brought them all coffee, which Jace turned away and asked for some water. Palmer ordered all three of them breakfast while Ed pulled out the paperwork.
“I’ve been talking to my daughter.” Jace flushed, and Palmer wanted to hug the younger man. Holly hadn’t come home last night, and when she’d come in this morning, she’d been in the same clothes. He was sure that the two of them were working on those grandkids for him. “She said that the two of you are going to set up house at the farm.”
“I was going to talk to you about it today.” He looked at the waitress when she sat the food down in front of him before continuing. “I don’t want you to think that I’m just shacking up with her. Well, I guess I am, but we’re working on things too. Like…she’s really good at figuring things out. Did you know that the Carter farm has the computer system in place but they never used it?”
“No.” Palmer wasn’t even sure what sort of computer system he was talking about, but Ed seemed to know. He was asking him about the mechanics of it when Palmer’s phone rang.
“Mr. Snow, were you aware that the bank has shut down?” Jeff again. The little shit had been calling him nonstop since the day before yesterday. It was time to put things in order at his business. “There are people with money in that bank.”
“I’m well aware there is money in the bank, Hardgrave. It’s their primary function. What reason would you have to call and inform me before I come into work? I’m
“You.” Palmer waved at him and stood up to walk toward him. Rogers was cursing up a storm and struggling to get loose. “Why the fuck are you doing this to me? I’ve done nothing to you.”
“And what is it you’ve done to the other good citizens of this town?” He started cursing again and Palmer had to move back when he spat at him. “Very mature, Rogers. Oh, and you might want to know that your home is being looked into as well. It’s amazing what sorts of things people will store at their house that don’t belong to them.”
“You can’t do that. I have rights. That’s an invasion of privacy. I know my rights.” The man holding him down lifted him up after he was cuffed. He jerked him along with him as they made their way to the door. “I want a lawyer. I’m not saying a thing until I get my lawyer.”
“Well, that’s good since we haven’t asked you anything.” Then the investigator held Rogers still as he was read his rights. It was all downhill from there.
Rogers tried to get away again but this time an officer, a big guy who looked like he could be a linebacker, tackled him, much to the amusement of the people on the sidewalk watching the show. Then when he was lifted up a second time, his suit was covered in mud and water from the early morning rain, and it looked like he might have pissed himself. Palmer and Ed laughed as he was shoved in the back of the waiting cruiser. Then they stood by while the bank was emptied of everyone inside and the doors chained and locked. In a few days they would open again, but for now, the bank was under investigation. Three of the tellers were also taken into custody, as was the loan manager. It was not a good day for First Trust.
He and Ed headed to the diner just down the street to have a nice cup of coffee and to talk. Ed was handing him a file when he noticed Jace walking down the street with his head down. Knocking on the window, he invited the younger man to join them.
“The bank’s closed, did you know that?” Ed explained to him what was going on. “I see. So no money out until they figure out what happened. That sucks. I need some parts for the milker again.”
Ed looked at him and Palmer nodded. It was time the kid was brought up to speed on a few things. The waitress brought them all coffee, which Jace turned away and asked for some water. Palmer ordered all three of them breakfast while Ed pulled out the paperwork.
“I’ve been talking to my daughter.” Jace flushed, and Palmer wanted to hug the younger man. Holly hadn’t come home last night, and when she’d come in this morning, she’d been in the same clothes. He was sure that the two of them were working on those grandkids for him. “She said that the two of you are going to set up house at the farm.”
“I was going to talk to you about it today.” He looked at the waitress when she sat the food down in front of him before continuing. “I don’t want you to think that I’m just shacking up with her. Well, I guess I am, but we’re working on things too. Like…she’s really good at figuring things out. Did you know that the Carter farm has the computer system in place but they never used it?”
“No.” Palmer wasn’t even sure what sort of computer system he was talking about, but Ed seemed to know. He was asking him about the mechanics of it when Palmer’s phone rang.
“Mr. Snow, were you aware that the bank has shut down?” Jeff again. The little shit had been calling him nonstop since the day before yesterday. It was time to put things in order at his business. “There are people with money in that bank.”
“I’m well aware there is money in the bank, Hardgrave. It’s their primary function. What reason would you have to call and inform me before I come into work? I’m
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