Killian Remus Sheriff Series Book 2

By Sally Lovell

Killian Remus is a small town Sheriff in Hungry Horse County in Montana, who has his hands full. Illegal drugs are being distributed, his ex-wife has become involved with a shady rich rancher, possibly putting Killian's twins in danger. A beautiful young doctor moves into town and is a temptation Killian isn't sure he can afford. Events begin twisting together, leaving Killian with hard decisions to make about being a sheriff, father, friend and a lover in a crucial time where mistakes can be deadly.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sally Lovell
• Release date: Nov 7, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370187140

Sally Lovell

Live in small town in Michigan. Owned Hair and Tanning Salon for 15 years. Decided to try my hand at writing e-books. Which has been a trip. It is exciting and frustrating all in one. But I love it. With the help of my family, which is two teenage daughters and my husband and two dogs, they have been vary patient with me. It especially with all the frustration of the formatting of the book.

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Killian Remus

Sheriff Series Book 2

Sally Lovell

Killian Remus

Sheriff Series Book 2

Sally Lovell

Copyright Sally Lovell 2016

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This series is dedicated to my daughter with all my love. I want to thank her for all the tears, frustration, and hard work she went through while helping me with my grammatical errors. It has been a long road, but I am getting there, I love you with all my heart. Thank you.

Chapter 1

Sheriff Killian Remus, of the Hungry Horse County, in Montana, sat in the local tavern, Smitty’s, drinking beer. He was trying to decide the best way for his plan to unfold. He knew no matter which direction the plan went, he would be betraying his friend and comrade, Sheriff Hunter Creed or his ex-wife, Rosie. It couldn’t be helped; his family was already in danger.

Ten hours earlier was when Killian formulated his plan. Killian was walking down the local street when he spotted his twins, Tristian, and Kristian in the distance. The twins spotted him at the same time and raced towards him with huge smiles on their faces. As they got closer, he squatted down, catching them in his arms. Giving both of his kid's hugs and kisses, Killian noticed a young man standing back watching the kids with curiosity.

Daddy, we are here to get ice cream! Kristian yelled with excitement.

Who brought you to get ice cream; I don’t see your mom? Killian asked curiously.

Daddy, we came with Carson! Tristian yelled out as he pointed.

Killian’s eyes followed their small fingers as they pointed to the young man standing a short distance from them. Killian stared up at Carson and slowly stood up never taking his gaze away from the young man. The young man was tall with a slim build, anxiety clean on his face. Killian instantly recognized Carson from the picture Hunter and Gracie had passed out at the Sheriff’s meeting of their missing son. The kid had run away when he found his father was Hunter Creed. Evidently, the boy never knew his father existed until two weeks ago. The boy had been so angry at his mother Gracie for keeping it from him, Carson ran away and not had come back yet.

Holy shit, he just realized he Hunter’s missing son. What the hell was Carson doing with his kids? Killian needed to know what the hell was going on here. Killian was engulfed in an immediate need to know why Carson was here. He couldn’t shake the suspicion he had of Carson. Killian walked towards Carson holding out his hand. Carson stared back at Killian as he walked towards him, Killian saw Carson’s body become tense and on alert.

Hello, I am Killian Remus, Tristian and Kristian’s father. Who are you? Killian asked holding out his hand to Carson

My name is Carson, Carson stated nervously letting go of the Sheriff’s hand then putting his hands into the front pockets of his jeans.

Carson what? Killian asked firmly.

Carson Stevens, Carson murmured. Killian’s heart beat faster, knowing for sure now; Carson was Hunter’s and Gracie’s son.

Carson, why do you know my kids yet I don’t know you?

Daddy, Carson is Bruce’s nephew, Kristian explained with her head tilted to the side and rolling her eyes at her father with her hip cocked to the side like their mother would do.

Is that right? You are Bruce’s nephew? Killian asked with curiously.

Y- yes, Carson replied uncomfortably shifting his feet.

Daddy, we want ice cream now, The twins whined out. Killian looked down at the twins and smiled.

Fine, go up to the counter and decide what you want, Killian told them waving towards the stand.

Yes! They yelled out and ran towards the ice cream stand. Killian and Carson glanced at the twins. Killian needed to find out why Carson was lying about being Bruce’s nephew when he knew for a fact Carson wasn’t. How did Carson get tangled up with Bruce Jensen? Killian decided to ask a lot more questions. This kid had no idea what kind of trouble he might have stepped in with Bruce.

So Carson, do you live with Bruce or just visiting? Killian asked staring at Carson.

I- I live there for now, Carson replied staring at his feet. He didn’t want Killian to see the lie on his face. Carson felt the sweat begin to form on his forehead and back.

What do you mean?

Carson could feel the sweat trickle between his shoulder blades. He was glad his hands were in his front pocket because they were shaking. Killian was making him really nervous with the questions and his intense green eyes watching his every move. Carson rocked back and forth on his heels. Carson really had the urge to bolt away from him, but he couldn’t leave the twins behind.

Is that how you know my ex-wife and kids from living at Bruce’s house? Killian asked keeping his eyes on Carson. Killian knew he was making Carson nervous because the kid couldn’t seem to stand still.

Yes, the twins love to be around the horses. When they come over, they always look for me to take them out to the barn. They are really great kids, Carson replied.

The twins yelled and broke the tension between Carson and Killian. Killian walked up to the counter and ordered ice cream for the twins. Carson let out a nervous breath; he hadn’t realized he had been holding. Carson felt like Killian was judging him and didn’t believe anything Carson told him. Carson needed to get away from Killian before he asked more questions.

I don’t want to be rude, Sheriff Remus, but I need to get the twins back to the ranch. I don’t want to worry Rosie. Carson murmured.

I would really like to get to know you better, Carson. Anybody who has contact with my kids, I want to know," Killian stated firmly.

I understand your concern, Sheriff Remus, but we really need to get back. I told Rosie we were only going to be gone for an hour. Carson said.

Good, then I will meet you tomorrow for lunch at Millie’s at 1:00 pm, Killian demanded and watched Carson’s face turn pale.

I-I am not sure I can get away from the ranch, Carson sputtered out.

Make time, or I will come looking for you, Killian replied firmly. Carson swallowed hard and nodded his head. Killian squatted back down and gave the twins hug and kisses goodbye. He then stood back up giving a stern look at Carson.

Remember what I said Carson, tomorrow at 1:00 pm for lunch, Killian said firmly.

I won’t forget, Carson replied feeling his stomach knot up.

Killian watched as Carson walked away with his twins. A plan had formed in his mind, one involving Carson. He knew he was going to betray his friend and comrade Hunter Creed. He needed Carson to get his ex-wife and twins away from Bruce because Carson was the only person he would use to get more evidence against Bruce.

I am sorry Hunter, but I need your son for a little while. I will try not to get him hurt. I need to get my babies and ex-wife away from Bruce before they end up injured or dead. Killian whispered to himself.

Killian’s mind came back to the present, bringing the beer up to his lips and swallowing. The bar was noisy tonight, but he welcomed the distraction. The country band over in the far corner was singing some great music. His foot tapped to the beat of the music, turning on the barstool, watching the customers out on the dance floor enjoying themselves. Killian remembered when Rosie and he used to be the ones out on the floor dancing the night away. They had come here quite a bit before the twins were born.

After their birth, things started going sour in their marriage. Rosie suddenly hated his job as a Sheriff because he wasn’t around enough for her and the twins. Killian was a full-time Sheriff and a part-time soldier with Army Rangers. As a result, he was a part-time husband and father with not enough room for a wife according to Rosie.

They started fighting all the time. Killian almost hated to go home except for the twins. He just wasn’t enough for Rosie anymore. She wanted out of the marriage after thirteen years. She was no longer in love with him and wasn’t willing to suffer any longer. She didn’t give damn what he had thought.

Killian had tried to repair their broken marriage. Unlike his wife he believed in their wedding vows, when he had sworn to love her forever. Rosie leaving him didn’t change that. Killian still loved her. Rosie felt she deserved more than he had given her but she didn’t give him a chance to make things right.

If she didn’t want him, he was not going to beg any more, he filed for divorce. Killian had held on to his dignity and moved out. It had about killed him to leave the twins. He might have made a mistake asking Rosie if she wanted a divorce not really anticipating her to say yes. The result had hurt him deeply.

When the divorce was finally settled the twins were four years old. Killian had a hard time at first hearing about his wife dating other men. He couldn’t bring himself to do the same. It had taken almost a year and a half before Killian started dating. He didn’t date anyone in Hungry Horse just because he didn’t want it to get back to Rosie even though she didn’t seem to care about her indiscretion. When Rosie started dated Bruce, Killian couldn’t help but pursued a background check on him. He was concerned with anyone that would be involved with his kids.

When Killian got the results back on Bruce Jensen and tried to talk to Rosie about him, however, she just accused Killian of being jealous and wouldn’t listen to what he had discovered. Killian found out Bruce Jensen wasn’t the person he claimed to be, and he vowed to find out the truth. Killian was not going to let a liar be around his children or ex-wife. He thought he and Rosie would grow old together, but life handed a different twist for them.

Killian drank the rest of his beer and sat the empty bottle on the bar. He turned the bar stool back to the dance floor and smiled watching some of the old timers out on the dance floor. His foot continued to tap to the music. It was nice to get out once while and relax. He was enjoying himself tonight.

Hey, Sheriff, you want another beer? Jack the bartender asked. Killian turned back to the bar and nodded his head yes.

Yes, I think I will. I am off duty tonight. Killian replied with a smile.

Coming right up, Sheriff, Jack replied.

No Sheriff tonight, Jack, it's Killian, Killian smiled again.

Gotcha, Sher…Killian, Jack laughed.

Thanks, Jack

Jack grabbed another beer for Killian and popped off the top. He put the beer down on the bar in front of Killian. Killian reached in the back pocket of his jeans and grabbed his wallet and handed a couple of bills to Jack. Killian put his wallet back in his pocket.

Thank you, Killian.

Killian grabbed the cold beer, raised it to Jack, and then took a swallow. He turned his bar stool back to the dancers out on the floor once more. He knew most of the customers out on the floor dancing.

Being the Sheriff for the last seven years in a small town with a population of less than one thousand everybody knew everybody here. Most of the people that lived here relied on ranching as a source of income. The town itself had one gas station, grocery store, hardware store, church, restaurant, schools and a bar.

With Killian being a single man at the age of thirty-five, he was the dream man for the single women, but dating in this small town was just about impossible. So Killian would see women in a few counties over. Killian learned to stay clear of smiling and waving mothers with daughter in tow. He would hurry away in the opposite direction or state he had important Sheriff’s business to take care of.

Killian was feeling relaxed watching the dancers. He smiled as Tina Stewart walked towards him with a devious look on her face. He watched her with a curious look wondering what she was up to.

Tina Stewart was an attractive woman of twenty-eight. She had shoulder length auburn hair that framed a round face. The dimples showed in her cheeks as Tina smiled at him. Her curvy hips swung back and forth as she walked. The green dress she wore clung to her curvy body like a second skin. The length of the dress stopping about six inches above her knees showing off her slightly tanned legs. On her feet was a pair of strappy green high heels. Tina was a beautiful woman but way too young for him and besides if he remembered right she was dating Brandon.

Her green eyes were locked on his. She raised her finger and gave him the come hinder motion. Killian laughed, shook his no and drank some more of his beer watching her approach. Tina approached him with a huge smile on her face and stood in front of his spread out legs.

Killian, you look a little lonely sitting up here all by yourself, Tina cooed reaching her hands out and touching the sides of his legs above his knees.

Do I? Killian replied smiling.

Yes, you do, I think you need to come out on the dance floor with me, Tina said smiling squeezing his legs and wiggling her body side to side.

I am fine sitting right here, Killian said as a matter of fact.

No, you are not, Killian, come dance with me, Tina said with a pout and caressed his legs with her hands. Killian laughed at her desperate display.

What happened to Brandon? Killian asked curiously.

He is a jerk. Wants to play pool with his boys, Tina stated angrily shaking her head towards the pool table where Brandon and his friends were playing. Killian looked over at Brandon and his friends playing pool and laughing and then back at Tina’s pouty face.

You poor girl, Brandon looks like he is having fun. Maybe you should go play with him and the guys, Killian replied smiling and drinking the rest of his beer down and setting it up on the counter.

Yes, I am a poor lonely girl, so come and dance with me. It would make me a happy, happy girl. Tina begged and moved her body from side to side again. Please, pretty please, dance with me.

You might be happy, but I don’t think Brandon would be happy with me dancing with his girl.

Come on Killian, I want to dance with you not that jerk, Tina replied grabbing his hand and began pulling on him.

Tina, I think you are acting a little reckless tonight, Killian warned trying to pull his hand out of her firm grip.

Stop acting like a Sheriff, and come dance with me, please, Tina whined, holding on to his hand in hers.

I am the Sheriff, Killian replied smartly.

Not tonight, please Killian, dance with me? Tina pleaded running her other hand up and down his leg. Killian pulled his hand from hers, reached out and stopped her other hand before hitting his groin.

Tina, Killian said firmly giving her a stern look. She gave him a huge smile.

Is that a yes, Killian, Tina replied leaning her body closer to his invading, his personal space. Killian gave her another stern look, but she just smiled back at him. Killian looked over at Brandon to see if he was paying attention to what Tina was up too. Brandon didn’t seem to notice. Killian decided to say yes to just to get her away from him. Tina had been getting a little bit too friendly with him.

Fine, one dance and that is it, Killian stated firmly, gently pushing her back and slid off the bar stool.

Hooray! Tina yelled grabbing his hand and pulled him from the chair.

Killian shook his head and snickered at her enthusiasm. He pulled his hand from hers and followed her out on the dance floor. The band started singing Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy. Tina clapped her hands together, moving her hips side to side.

Killian grinned at her and shook his head. Tina danced in circles around him smiling and singing. She came up to him and wrapped her arms around s his neck, swaying her hips back and forth.

Save a horse, ride the Sheriff, she sang out loudly. Killian shook his head grinning and pulled her arms from around his neck.

Whoop, whoop! Save a horse and ride the Sheriff, Tina sang out loudly again waving her right arm over her head like she was roping a cow. Killian felt a firm hand land on his left shoulder. The hand squeezed his shoulder tightly then a deep voice was talking into his ear.

Is that the true, Sheriff, Tina is riding the Sheriff now instead of me? The deep voice growled.

Killian knew who the person was without even looking. He shrugged the hand off his shoulder and turned around to face the person. Furious brown eyes and a scrunched up face was staring at him intently.

No Brandon, we are just dancing nothing else is going on. Tina is with you, Killian replied sternly.

Brandon, what the hell are you doing? Tina yelled out and stopped dancing, glaring at Brandon with her hands on her hips.

Shut the hell up, Tina. I am asking the Sheriff here a question. Brandon growled out glaring at her and then looking back at Killian with anger.

I already answered your question, Brandon, Killian replied. Tina stared daggers at Brandon, with her hip cocked to one side, hands on her hips. She tapped her foot in irritation.

Brandon, you are acting like an ass! Tina sputtered out angrily.

Killian then noticed people had quit dancing and stood around to watch the scene taking place between Brandon and himself. This was just fucking great, he didn’t need this tonight, Killian thought. First fucking day off in a few weeks and he had to take care of a drunken, jealous boyfriend. Killian had a feeling it was going to end badly.

Tina, I told you to shut your trap. This is between the Sheriff and me, Brandon growled out pointing his finger angrily at her.

You are an asshole! If you had paid attention to me instead of playing pool with the other assholes, I would not be dancing with Killian, now would I? Tina spat out angrily.

Well, well, you are now on personal terms with the Sheriff, calling him by his first name, already at first name basis! Brandon growled out walking towards Tina and grabbing her arm tightly.

Killian really didn’t like where this night was going. Tina and Brandon had both been drinking and now were furious. He knew what was going to happen. Killian sighed and moved his head side to side. He was off tonight and didn’t want to play Sheriff.

Brandon, Killian firmly said. Brandon waved his hand at Killian.

Don’t you fucking man-handle me, Brandon, let go of my arm, or I’ll punch you in the face, Tina yelled trying to jerk her arm from Brandon’s grip.

I will touch you where ever I want to, you are my woman, Brandon sneered, bending his head towards Tina trying to kiss her. Her eyes widened in shock and then narrowed in anger.

Killian saw Tina clenched her hand into a fist, knowing what she was about to do. Killian reached out and grabbed her hand. Tina’s head whipped around towards Killian. Killian shook his head no to her.

This has gone way too far. You both need to stop drinking and sober up before you say and do something you both will regret, Killian told them firmly letting go of Tina’s hand.

You should know, right Sheriff since you are divorced, Brandon replied sarcastically.

True Brandon, so stop being an ass, makeup with your woman, Killian said.

Fuck you, Sheriff! Brandon growled between clenched teeth.

Before Killian could react Brandon’s fist plowed into his jaw sending him back a few steps. Brandon came at him again with his fist clenched tightly to his body, as Killian straightened up. Brandon punched Killian again in the face with his fist. One of Brandon’s friends, Jerry, hit Killian on the other side of his face. Killian staggered backward tripping over Tina’s feet, and Killian landed on his ass.

Brandon’s friend, Jerry raised a beer bottle smashing it over Killian’s head. Killian felt a slice of pain on the left side of his head, beer and blood ran down his face into his eyes. Killian sat on the floor stunned at what just happened. He heard Tina yelling at Brandon and his friends.

What the hell did you just do, you stupid assholes? Oh my god, you, jackasses! You just assaulted a Sheriff, Tina screamed and slapped at Brandon hitting him in the arm.

Shut the hell up, Tina. I would never have touched him if you wouldn’t have been pawing at him like a cat in fucking heat, Brandon spat out angrily.

You asshole! Tina yelled.

Killian slowly stood up, ran his hand through his wet hair. His hand came in contact with something warm and sticky. He knew it was blood. Bringing his hand back down and seeing the blood, confirmed his suspicions. Tina saw the blood on Killian’s hand.

Shit, let me have a look, Killian, Tina sputtered out reaching up. Killian pushed her hand away from him.

You have done enough, Tina, Killian replied sternly. Killian turned towards Brandon. You are lucky I am off duty, or I would have your ass and your buddies off to jail. Now get the hell out of my sight before I change my mind.

You and what fucking army, Brandon sneered.

I will tell you one time, Brandon. Get the hell out of my sight, or I will arrest your ass for assaulting an officer, Killian firmly stated. Brandon knew by the angered look on Killian’s face he met business. Brandon grabbed Tina’s arm and quickly left the dance floor, his buddies followed right behind him.

Brandon, what about Killian? Tina asked in a worried voice glancing back Killian as Brandon dragged her away.

He said for us to leave and baby we are moving quickly, Brandon replied pulling Tina behind towards the exit door.

Killian watched them leave as he headed towards the bar. He slid up onto the bar stool and ordered another beer. The bartender looked at him and shook his head.

You should have arrested them, Jack stated.

Probably, but I am off duty, Killian smiled. Jeff laughed and grabbed Killian another beer, sitting the beer in front of him. Jeff also grabbed Killian a wad of napkins and handed them to him with a chuckle. Killian grabbed the stack of napkins and wiped some of the blood off his face.

I hate to tell you this but here comes your ex-wife and Bruce, Jack said in a low voice.

Fuck, that is all I need right now. Killian sighed out and handed the used napkins to Jeff.

Killian grabbed the bottle of beer taking a drink as Rosie approached him. Killian stared at her and lowered his beer from his mouth, wiping the back of his hand over his lips.

Rosie, what are you doing here? Killian asked grinning.

Watching you get your ass kicked by two younger guys over a female that is too young for you, Rosie replied smartly with her hip cocked to one side and hand on her hip.

I was just dancing with Tina, nothing more was going on, Killian said with anger. Did you enjoy the show? You always did like to draw blood.

I sure did, it was great, Bruce piped up laughing. Killian clenched his jaw tightly to keep from answering the fuckwad and kept his back to Bruce.

Killian, you have blood running down your face, Rosie said reaching her hand up towards Killian. Killian moved his head away from her outstretched hand. Rosie snorted and reached out to touch him again.

I am fine, Killian stated, pushing her hand away from his head.

Let me look at it, you probably need stitches. You did get a beer bottle smashed over your head, remember? Rosie said and slapped at Killian’s hand trying to keep it away from him.

Yes, I know I was there, and it was my head, Killian said sarcastically.

Let me look at it and stop being an asshole, Rosie said, clearly getting angry.

You gave up the right to touch me when we divorced, Killian harshly replied swatting at her hand again.

"Ha, ha, now stop being a baby and let me look at it,’ Rosie said reaching up to touch him again.

Stop it, Rosie! I don’t need you to look at it, Killian snapped.

I am going to the bathroom to get a wet cloth to wash the blood from you, Rosie snapped, turning around and heading towards the bathroom. Killian snorted and shook his head in frustration.

Killian turned his bar stool towards the bar. He didn’t want to have a conversation with Rosie’s boy toy, Bruce. Killian grabbed