By J. S. Scott
Copyright© 2012 by J.S. Scott
All Rights Reserved
Lilly Thompson was glad the evening was almost over.
As she dug into the pocket of her well-worn pair of jeans to retrieve the money to pay the gas station attendant for her coffee, she rolled her shoulders to release some of the tension from her neck and scapula.
Retrieving the change from her purchase, she tossed it into the cup beside the cash register. Her purse was at the police station and she hated carrying change in her pocket.
A quick glance at her watch confirmed she was nearing the end of her shift on her last police ride-along, something she wasn't doing for excitement or fun. Three full shifts were required for her Forensics Lab Technician bachelor's program and she was at the tail end of the very last one. It was time that would count towards her apprenticeship hours. After spending so much time in the crime lab, she had thought it might be good to see how things happened out in the field.
It had been a long four years and Lilly was grateful that she would be graduating in a few months. Hopefully she could nab an entry level job at the lab where she was doing her internship so that she could get an apartment in a decent area of town and maybe eat something other than hotdogs or whatever else was on sale at the market. Living the life of a poor student was somewhat brutal, but it would pay off in the end.
Lilly had learned a lot in her three shifts with the Sheriff's Department. She had spent all three evenings with Sergeant Jake Simmons, which could be seen as a blessing or a curse. He was knowledgeable, but he made her a little edgy. Okay…maybe more than a little, she acknowledged to herself as she slowly made her way to the door, stopping to glance at the newspaper headlines before exiting. She was stalling, and she knew it, but it was less time she had to spend confined in a vehicle with Jake.