It came as no surprise when Nathan quit as the Chief of Police. It did surprise however, when he nominated Dwight to fill the position. Since no one else wanted the job it was an easy win. As soon as Dwight was hired officially, he hired me to help him as a detective. Although I had no formal training, he appreciated that my trouble could be used to calm or disable possible threats. After one case in the beginning, he'd commented that I could probably calm an ocean storm if I ever really wanted to.
When I informed my Grandmother of all that had happened she demanded that I immediately return to her Estate in Virginia, to which I refused. When she couldn't entice or threaten me into leaving, she conceded and sent me a squad of her personal security to protect me. She's old money – she's paranoid like that.
Two months after Duke and Audrey disappeared, I had my family's Estate house rebuilt. I changed the layout somewhat and added a safe room in the basement. Dwight and I frequently used it to house troubled persons that were hiding from the Guard. The private security team that Grandmother sent me became the new "cleaners" since Dwight had been promoted to actual police.
The troubles didn't stop, they didn't lessen at all. They got worse. Vince seemed to be losing control of his cronies, they were trying to run the town and they weren't making it any easier for us to try to keep it safe. Nathan had been lost to us after a month. He was still alive, but never around, and not mentally stable when he was. Duke's half-brother arrived after a month to claim the Grey Gull. We had to legally announce that he was dead even though we didn't believe it. With help from my Grandmother I acquired the original lease to the land the Gull was on and used my leverage as his new landlord to keep everything as Duke and Audrey had left it. I made sure every weekend to sing at the Gull. The regulars said that they only came to hear me sing. With the town gone to hell, or damn close, my troubled singing lifted their spirits enough to continue living here. With the help of Vince and Jordan's "pulse" experience, I made sure that the madness never reached the Gull.
Clearly something had gone wrong with Audrey and the barn. Maybe it had ejected her, maybe that was why the troubles remained. I could only hope that Duke had been ejected with her. All anyone had was hope.