My eyes scanned over the multiple piles of papers in front of me. A few of the papers were hanging on the wall by a tack, giving me an easier chance to see if I missed anything.
Instead of working on the weird case that Tipps gave me six days ago and snatched it away the next day, I was working on the case of Robert Johnson. Over the past two weeks, there wasn't much time to work on it. I have given glances over papers so it could be in my mind while on patrol and hopefully could spot something that will give me enough evidence to put him in jail.
What was in front of me could be enough to put Robert away for a long time but I need to put the puzzle pieces in the right places. The judge won't want to look through everything if it's not in order and will throw the case out the window. I need to get everything in order and get my facts stuck inside of my he-AHA!
Jumping up excitedly from my roller chair and doing a happy dance with the dogs kind of joining me, I shouted out a happy 'yes' before going back to work. I had found hard evidence of him being there and showing him firing the gun on a flash drive found in his truck. It was pictures of his person with his rifle (bought under his name) in hand and pointing it at a doe in the field.
Our main man forgot to get rid of the evidence in time and will soon face time in jail and tickets, lots of tickets. This was a happy moment for me and I called up my two good friends Zeke and Dominick.
"Guys you will not guess what I did!" I cheered with joy pouring into my voice.
"You finally got laid," Dominick replied. Classic Dom.
"How about you fuck off Dom. I have had sex before for your knowledge though it was pretty disappointing. Anyway, we're getting off track, I have enough evidence to put Robert Johnson in jail. I finished another case, guys!" I was so fucking happy I could barely contain my excitement.
"Oh don't be that way honey, I could always show you a good time," Dom offered, being the kinky bastard he is. It's always fun and games with him, even sometimes when we work together on doing a search warrant or dealing with an arrest.
"Dom! I don't need to hear that shit, ew. And good job Brey, you finally can put that douche behind bars. We all know how much he needs a time out," Zeke spoke up to congratulate on my success of defeating a poacher. Every game wardens happy moment is taking down a poacher, they are reason we need to continue our job.
"But Zee, you have had sex with your wife before. You do have a child, right? So what's the problem with hearing me say some dirty things, you probably said some of them to-," Dom was interrupted by me.
"No, nah, nein, uh uh, don't need to hear any more! This isn't the reason I called you guys. I don't need to hear about Dom wanting to fuck me or Zeke and Talia's sex life. God, fuck my life," I groaned and hit my head against my table. It hurt and in reaction, I cussed underneath my breath and gently rubbed my forehead.
"Aw but you love it darling." I really want to reach my hand through the phone and grip Dom's neck until his face turned purple. All three of us know it's all fun and games and he doesn't actually mean it. Dom and I are alike with our love life: there is no one that loves us.
"Nope, no I don't. Before this conversation gets too far down the rabbit hole for me to crawl out of, I'm going to leave you, Zeke, with the kinky bastard. Love you both! Bye." With that, I hung up the phone right as Zee was complaining about me leaving him with Dom.
This is why we are good friends; we know when we are joking around or when we seriously mean it. It's in the tone of the voice or the way it was said, that's how we tell if one the phone. We also use that while out in public but we can also tell by the body language or the look in each other's eyes.
I set my phone down on the desk with all the evidence on it and attempted to wipe off the smile on my face. Next, I clean up the papers by putting them back in the folder and printing the pictures of the him shooting the deer.
When done putting away the papers in two separate folders and using a rubber band to keep them together, I was about to head over to the Lennox's but my mind remembered they are acting odd. I set the papers on the dining room table and used my phone to call Tipps; she'll set up the court date for me and get the information out to Robert. He can go in easily or fight for his freedom; he's most likely going to choose the latter. He isn't going to plead not guilty for sure, I make sure to get hard evidence on the suspect so there's less of a ten percent of him getting out free.
"Yep, I can do that for you, see you later. Keep up the good work," Tipps praises before hanging up the phone call.
The dogs followed me into the kitchen as I picked around for something to eat. My refrigerator was getting bare as I haven't gone out shopping in awhile nor have I eaten much, usually breakfast and lunch while dinner gets missed most of the time. Note to self: go grocery shopping after work tomorrow. Or I could go now… Nah, I'm too tired and it's 11:17 pm.
Shit! I need to go to bed. I close the fridge door and headed up stairs after a long, hard working day. Kodi and Vivi followed close behind me to one of the bathrooms upstairs on the right side of the house. I wash my face and headed to my room for a peaceful sleep; the dogs lay in their normal positions with me and also fell asleep much quicker with me.
'Beep beep beep bee-'. I slammed my hand down on the snooze button and groggily sat up on my bed. It felt like I only got two seconds of sleep. It didn't help that the muscles in my legs felt like they were tighter than a snake coiling around its prey.
Kodi feels me moving and wakes up from his sleep. Being the lover puppy he is, he stands on my thighs with his chest pressed up against mine and licking my face. It was hard to breathe without getting a slobbery tongue up your nose or in your mouth. I kept pushing him away for a couple second breather.
All of this moving woke up missy and she decided to join the party, joining her buddy, Kodiak's, side in licking my face. She is worse than Kodi in licking and actually bites your nose, it hurts, or accidently catching her bottom canines in your nostril.
Not wanting to get suffocated to death by my own dogs, I get off the bed with them following me down stairs. I eat some breakfast, down a V8 energy drink, and let the dogs out for their morning run/potty break. Wanting to enjoy the cool morning before the sun makes it a bit too hot for me, I sit on the rocking chair with another V8 energy drink in my hand while watching the two have their fun.
This is what life should be about: no drama, surrounded with a good group of friends, and not having to watch your back every second of your life. I was able to get out of a sticky situation in Washington state, I wanted to be a game warden there but with the chance of running into my mother or any of the my older friends, I turned tail and ran all the way to Maine.
It's a pretty state with the forests surrounding you and wildlife that could walk through your front yard. It was a dream to live here, away from everyday danger, well except people doing dumb shit.
Time was getting a bit short and I called for the dogs. "Kodiak, Vivian, come." They gladly listened to my command and come barreling like a race horse out of the chute inside of the house. Both of them slip on the hard wood in front of the door and slide into the dividing wall between the living room and kitchen/dining room.
They get right back up, shake off the invisible water on their fur, and run back off around the house. Up the stairs, down the stairs, up the stairs, down the stairs, repeat for some time until they needed to go into their kennels. Both of them calmly go into their kennels and I lock them behind them.
With the dogs in their kennels, food in my stomach, and uniform on my body, I head out the door and hop into my patrol truck. I start my truck, call into dispatch for wildlife 104 is starting her day, and leave my property for the road. The fun time of watching people doing stupid things or others not obeying the laws set for a reason. Idiots and I'm surrounded by them.
While waiting at the hidden spot where speeders like to do their thing, my phone buzzed in the holder on the dash and almost scaring me from the sudden noise. I was more focused on checking the radar than my surroundings; seriously, someone could come up to me right now, open the door, and drag me out of the truck and I would not still notice them.
Taking my eyes off the radar and passing cars, I change my gaze to look at the quacking phone and used my hand to take it off of the holder. Zeke texted me with a picture attached to it. First looking at the picture, it shows a cherry red Aston Martin One-77 with unique markings on the sides. My mouth dropped in shock and my heart fluttered.
Lamborghinis may be my favorite supercar for style but since they are more known and shown around like trophies, they have lost their uniqueness. But an Aston Martin in the states is less known and amazing to see in person. Fucking lucky asshole, that's like three points to the fake score board.
'Look what I found~,' he texted me. I huff out an irritated breath and glared slightly at the phone in my hands, hoping Zee could feel it through the phone.
My fingers danced on the key board to respond as quickly as possible. 'You motherfucking lucky bastard! Where is this? Is it anywhere near the border between us?' I questioned back, adding some angry emoji's for effect. I was really hoping for it to be near the border so I could zip over there and get a good look at the beautifully made car.
'Hehehe, nope. Quite the opposite, it's about twenty miles from the border.' That's too far; I'm probably or at least another twenty from the border. It's too far for me to just zip over there and get back to my area before anyone notices.
Cussing quietly to myself and not-so-gently banging my hand against the steering wheel, I give the last words in this conversation. 'Asshole, get some more pictures though. Whoever owns that beauty, I want to meet if possible.' With that said and done, I place my phone back into the holder and leaned back in the seat with my eyes carefully watching the radar and cars passing.
The phone buzzed again, Zeke had sent extra photos like I had requested of the Aston Martin. I paid no attention to my phone as my eyes multitasked. I was hoping for the cop car, the one that had the words 'To Punish and Enslave' on the side, to make an appearance and have a fun time chasing it. Will was saying whoever owned the vehicle was 'dangerous', that makes me want to reveal the owner.
It didn't show up today, but tomorrow is another day for searching, maybe then.
After a boring day at the office (the woodlands are my office) with nothing exciting happening, I arrive home and was met by two Lambos sitting in front of my house, right next to Powerstroke. This meant they were parked in front of the sign and they already got a warning about it, they don't learn their lesson.
Hopping out of my patrol vehicle and strolling over to where Scott and Shawn are leaning against their respected vehicle. "What did I tell you about parking in front of the Ford only parking?" I teased with a slight hiss to my words.
Shawn pushed off his lambo with a sweet smile playing his lips as he made his way over to me. "Come on, I see how you look at me-my car. You won't mind us parked here, right?" He was trying to act all sweet to butter me up; I'm a stubborn woman, you can't break past what I say. What caught my ears though the slip up of saying me before he corrected himself. I take note of it mentally.
"Honey, I will agree you guys do have amazing supercars but that doesn't mean I won't go back on my word. I already gave you your only warning. From now on, watch your cars or they could meet a…uh," I paused, giving him a playful smirk for affects, "deadly end of a steel wool sponge." There was a glint in my eyes as I gazed up at him, his eyes captured mine from the beauty of them. I had to force myself to look away.
"Anyway, what are you two doing here? Is there not enough parking at the Lennox's?" At this point, I was poking fun at him for my amusement.
He rolled his eyes, a small smirk on his lips, and scoffed lightly. "No, we were wondering if you would like to go for a drive?" he question and received a glare from his twin Scott.
"Actually, I'll one up you. I want to take my pups to the dog park so they can run their energy and you can join me if you want." This time, Scott gave me a glare out of the blue; I didn't do anything to provoke him, did I?
"We'll take you up on that offer," Shawn responded.
"'Kay, let me get changed first and grab Powerstroke's key so we can head out. You can come in if you want just don't break anything, please." They, mostly Shawn, Scott is reserved and harder to read about his personality unlike the others seemed to be trouble makers by the way they held themselves. I led them inside of my house before heading upstairs to my room.
The reason I didn't release the hounds yet was I didn't want them to trample the twins, though they did seem fit enough to deal with the dogs.
Changing my clothes to a maroon shirt that hung loosely off of my shoulder and was a V-neck with string pulling the V-neck a bit tighter than the rest of the shirt, I pull up a pair of black jeggings to meet at my waist. I can't wear normal pair of jeans because of my thunder thighs and my slimmer waist and I hate belts in the first place so it was a no-go.
Once done with changing out of my uniform and putting my hair into a normal braid, I head back downstairs and saw the two of them having a conversation with each other and not touching anything; maybe my feeling way wrong about them. I ambled into the kitchen and grabbed my keys. "Okay boys, let's hit the road." I released the dogs from their kennels and led them outside with a 'let's go bye-bye' so they know we are leaving the house.
Both of the dogs headed straight to Powerstroke and waited not-so-patiently at the back passenger side door. The moment it opened to the point they could jump in, they did, well Kodi nearly pushed Vivi out of the way. She places her paws on the running board and looked back at with those pathetic puppy eyes' she's pathetic in the first place but I love her anyway.
"Vivi, what am I going to do with you?" I said to myself and helped her up into the lifted truck. Vivian can get in there just fine on her own but when she is too lazy to do it, she'll give me that look of 'help mommy'. She's lucky I love her so goddamn much.
Closing the door behind them as the sound of the two Lambos starting up reverberate in the air one after another, I hopped into the driver side of the truck, started it up, and rolled down the windows in the back halfway. I locked said windows so they couldn't accidently roll them down themselves, it has happened before.
We headed away from the house and onto the main road that connects our houses to everyone else. The drive to the nearby dog park in Jay wasn't as peaceful as predicted; Vivi was calmly sticking her head out the open window while Kodi kept pacing back and forth between the two windows in excitement, he already knew where we were going.
Once we arrived at the turn off, I slowed down greatly as the road was worse than my driveway with all the potholes. Hopefully the two supercars can make it through here; the beginning was the worse of the small stretch of gravel/dirt road to the fenced in area of the dog park.
In my side mirrors, I saw Shawn following me carefully over the potholes like me while his bother in the sunshine yellow Lambo stopped at the turn in and revved his engine.
Getting out of the now parked truck and giving the yellow Lambo a weird glance, I turn my gaze to Shawn who parked next to me. "So, is your brother going to come or not? If you made it, he sure can," I questioned and crossed my arms over my chest and giving Shawn a non-amused expression.
He turned his back to me and waved at Scott to come over to where we are. Scott revs his engine before ever-so-slightly going over the potholes and parking next to his brother. "He doesn't like getting his paint job messed up," Shawn answered the silent question for me. It does make sense, I wouldn't want my half a million car to get scratched or paint to get dirty.
Scott slides out of his supercar with a scowl on his and he faced me while still on his driver side. "You should have told us there were holes in the ground before getting here or I wouldn't have come here in the first place," he growled, he literally growled at me. I rolled my eyes at him and sighed from irritation.
"Sorry, but you didn't ask," I sassed back before opening the driver back side door for the dogs to jump out and that they did. Kodi was the first out as he is the bigger of the two and went straight to the gate with Vivi on his tail. I release them into the large fenced area and they went to the nearest pack of other dogs.
There weren't that many people here for the afternoon and it didn't surprise me. Most of them were standing with a partner or by themselves, talking with each other or staring at their dogs play with others. Benches were spread out for people to sit down if they wanted yet only one bench was being used.
It was a boring day at the office with a lot of walking to check fishing licenses or people under the influence of alcohol to drive. People drink even on the weekdays while out, having fun with their buddies while fishing. I didn't want to stand on my tired and sore feet so I led the two over to an empty bench and sat down with a content sigh.
"Sounds like you had a rough day," Shawn commented on my sigh. I kept watching the two play with the other five dogs here.
"A lot of walking and dealing with stupid people, the usual for me. No one knows the laws anymore and gets ridiculous sometimes of the stupidity of them that I feel my own IQ drop from hearing them talk," I complained about the downfall of being a game warden.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Scott let the smallest of smiles play his lips while his brother breaks out laughing from my comment. I also let a smile grow on my lips at Shawn's reaction; these two aren't that bad for the name given to them, the Terror Twins.
We fell into a slightly uncomfortable silence after Shawn quieted down and about five minutes of sitting in silence, I decided to speak up. "So other then racing for fun, what do you guys like to do in your free time away from being a soldier?" I wanted to know, I want to get to know them better if we are going to hang out.
"Sunny her-," Shawn started but was interrupted by Scott smacking him on the back of the head and grumbling 'don't call me that'. "Anyway, my twin loves to draw and specially paint." He was acting like he was showing off the most beautiful diamond ring to the world and was proud for everyone to know he owns it.
A look of shock passes over my face from hearing the reserved adult loves to express himself through drawing. I turned my head to look pass Shawn sitting next to me to look at Scott. "You like to draw? That's cool. You don't seem like someone who would draw but the quiet ones do hold the most secrets," I gasped quietly. He turned his head away in embarrassment and I saw before he turned away a red tint on his face as if he was blushing.
"Yeah, I used to but I didn't have enough time while fighting so I stopped and focused on the outside world." A small flicker of remorse bloomed inside of me from his words. The reason of his talent being wasted was fighting a battle that didn't need to happen.
"Don't give up, please. I used to draw when I was younger for the fun of it but I always thought I was a terrible artist and gave up. I wish I didn't and you shouldn't either. Take my advice: don't give up on your dreams." It sounded like I was begging and felt like it too but it needed to be said, that's how I became the game warden I am today.
Scott faced me with a tiny emotion of hope appearing in his eyes before it quickly disappeared and he gazed out in front of him towards the group of dogs playing around. A feeling of pride grew in my chest at the sight of getting some sort of emotion other than anger out of him.
"For me, I love to prank bo-people. If you dare start a prank war with me, you better be prepare to hold yourself against me," Shawn explained his hobbies. Though he almost slipped up on saying something else then people.
"I do like a challenge," I commented and gave him a smirk. He returned it and nudged me with his shoulder.
We watched the dogs play for about thirty more minutes and made small talk between the three of us. I called for the dogs, hoping they would listen to me because they act like they aren't my children when we are here. My wish wasn't granted as they continued to play with other dogs, well until they got close enough for me to grab one them, Kodiak was the first to be captured.
Vivian saw her partner in crime was captured by me and came up to us, allowing me to also grab her collar. I lead my four followers back out of the fenced area and loaded the two dogs into my truck. The other two went to their respected vehicles and started them up with a quick rev to follow after. God, I feel like I'm in heaven.
Hopping inside of my truck and starting said vehicle, I backed out of the parking space while being careful not to hit anything and head home after a long day.
When we arrived home around 7:30pm, the two continued to drive down towards the Lennox's, leaving me alone in my driveway. While sitting in my truck, I remembered that I needed to stop by the store to go grocery shopping because I forgot to go after ending my shift. Fuck my life!
Releasing the dogs and putting them back in their kennels as the back of the truck cabin will be used, I head back to my truck and hopped inside.
Turning my truck around and heading back towards town, I get stocked up on the needed supplies to live. The entire back of the truck cabin was filled with human food while the bed of the truck had three bags of dog food. I probably spent about five hundred dollars on food.
Who's having fun on the Coronacation? Not me. I have six weeks off from school. Luckily, they can't make us do any work since not all of the kids have access to internet or electronics. Now that means I'm stuck at home, unable to go anywhere. Yay.