White snake leather boots, dark blue suit. Being in the south definitely had its perks, he thought. Anthony Reese walked through the halls of the Police Station proudly. Yeah his wife almost left him because he got his ass transferred to this hot shit hole. But hey, he did like the level of authority this place had brought him.
The new Sherrif was following his every word to the letter so that was good. And the crime rate in the area was at an all time low. He had been here now, for how long?
"Mrs. Morrison." He called out to his assistant. "When is my next evaluation?" The elder woman snickered. The guy asked this at least once a week so she knew. "Only four more months, Mr. Reese. You've been here for almost five years now."
Reese sighed. He was going to make sure that with his next evaluation he and his family would be allowed to move back home. There was nothing he wanted more than to get back to Chicago. He wasn't really planning on staying here and raising his two little girls here. Besides Reanne still wasn't happy with how things had turned out after the whole Oodie deal.
Hmm, come to think of it... Weren't they coming out soon? He had to check. "Mrs. Morrison." A giggle made its way down the halls. "They're out tomorrow, Mr. Reese." Had he become so predictable?
Tomorrow, huh. He had to make sure those rednecks didn't ruin it for him. He would pay them a visit.