Nolan knocked on Jefferson Walsh's door twice. He could see patrol roaming the front of the house. The last time he had been here, the Sheriff's wife was in a body bag, being rolled out to the morgue. He hadn't seen or called Walsh in the days that had past. He wanted to see how the man fared. The Sheriff had summoned him today.
The image of his sister's grieving face flashed through his mind as he waited for someone to answer the door. Anger surge through him like a rising wave. He could feel her pain as if it was has. He had wanted that child to live. The Cahills would pay for what they had done to his family, especially now that he was new.
Thayer claimed he bit a hunter. Nolan made plans to visit the morgue today. He wanted to see what the hunter's choice would be. He also thought about paying them a visit, but as the deputy Sheriff.
