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Chapter 5

Charlie's Point of View

Waking up in a new house, in a new room, was weird, but once I got out of the house and went for an early morning jog I knew the move was worth it. The sunrise looked beautiful from the beach. I stood there admiring the colours change from grey and blue to beautiful reds and oranges. The clouds scattered the sky and the surfers started arriving. "I bet you could get used to waking up to that amazing sunset ay?" a voice scared me. I turned to find Darryl Braxton standing behind me with a small smirk. He had a large box of tomatoes in his arms, outside the surf club.

"You're not surfing today?" I asked inquisitively.

"Nah, I had to go to the farmers markets and pick a few things. We've got a singles night on tonight, if you and Bianca are interested." He nodded.

"I don't think so, but thanks for the invite" I replied seriously, before jogging on my way.

"Just think about it ay," He yelled after me. I got home and hopped in the shower before getting dressed for work and waking up Ruby for her to get ready for her first day at school.

"Charlie, can't I just stay home today?" She protested as we headed into the kitchen.

"Ruby, you'll be fine. Everyone is pretty laid back here" Bianca commented, eating her breakfast at the table with April.

"I just don't know how I'm going to adapt going from an all girls boarding school in the city to a multi-gender school here in Summer Bay" She groaned as she sat down next to Bianca.

"Rubes…you'll be fine. You'll have April and I to help you out" Bianca smiled before handed her a piece of toast and hugging her gently.

"Now, I have to go to work. Good luck at school and remember, I love you" I hugged my little sister before kissing her forehead.

"Love you too" She replied softly.

"Good luck Charlie! Go arrest some River Boys" Bianca chanted as I walked out the door laughing.

Soon enough I had arrived at the Yabbie Creek Police Station that I had acquainted myself with yesterday. "Morning Sergeant Buckton" my colleague Constable Georgia Watson greeted me. It was nice having a fellow female officer here. Back in the city there weren't many of us. "So what the plan for today Serge?" Constable Watson asked, eager to get to work.

"Well I just want to see how you guys run this joint, how you handle things around here and see if there is anything to change. I got called into Yabbie Creek to help and fix the River Boy problem before it gets out of hand, but first I want to establish the ring leader and how their whole operation works before we go getting ourselves involved" I spoke to not only her but a few of the other constables around the front desk.

"Well we all know who the ring leader is…the one and only Darryl Braxton" She handed me his file to read. Flicking through it I seen no sign of changes, just a speeding fine and few arrests but due to lack of evidence, their was no changes made in the past. His brother on the other hand had been arrested and changed multiple times with drug possession and dealing and only just come out of gaol for which he spent 6 months in there.

"So do we know what their operation is and why they are here?" I asked trying to get all the facts.

"Well they are here for the surf…way better than the surf at Wilson's Beach. We believe that Darryl Braxton is not only importing drugs in Indonesian furniture but also growing his own. He doesn't do any of the dirty work himself, but leaves that up to the rest of his stupid gang and launders the money through his business" A male officer explained to me.

"So where is the evidence that connects Darryl Braxton to all this?" I asked, still reading through the files.

"That's the problem…we don't have any" Watson sighed.

"I see, so how do we know Heath Braxton isn't behind all this?" I asked curiously.

"Heath Braxton isn't smart enough to run an operation like this…Darryl is careful, Heath is clumsy. Brax is the one always cleaning up after Heath's mess, always bailing him out" Watson continued.

"Hmm well I think we should keep an eye on both. So as for the rest of the day I will just be observing what you do, how you handle situations, interviews, procedures to see if any thing needs to be changed around here. But I'm sure everything will go smoothly. What trouble can this little town throw at us?" I laughed trying to lighten the tense mood in the station. But everything didn't go smoothly; it went as bumpy as hell. At 10 o'clock called us out to a break in Reefton Lakes, by 12 we had been called out to a fight in Yabbie Creek, 12.30, a snatch and grab at a jewellery store right next door to where the fight was and at 3.30 a domestic between neighbours in Mangrove River.

"All I did was tell her to get her fucking car off my grass!" A middle aged lady yelled at me as she smoked a cigarette.

"My car wasn't on her grass!" the other woman yelled back.

"Look both of you need to calm down or I will escort you both down the station…now if I could get your names please" Watson got out her notepad.

"Maree Hudson" The cigarette smoking lady rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Cheryl Braxton" The other blonde lady rolled her eyes also. "I don't know why you pigs got involved….I didn't do anything wrong so you might as well leave. Just wait til my boys hear about this" She muttered. Braxton…familiar name.

"Mrs Braxton, your sons don't need to be involved. This is a matter that can be sorted out by a bit of communication…you ladies think you can do that?" Watson asked with raised eyebrows.

"I suppose so" Mrs Braxton replied before taking out her car keys and going to move her car.

"Now we'll be on our way…have a nice day" I smiled at both the women before heading towards the car to leave.

"Braxton…that was Heath and Darryl's mother right?" I asked curiously.

"Yeep…always getting calls out this way. At least twice a week we get a complaint in this neighbourhood…you can kind of see why the River boys are the way they are" She shrugged as we head back to the station. Kind of made me grateful I grew up in the city.