Free Reel Trouble: Wild Women of Alaska by Tiffinie Helmer

and a yogurt.” Mina blushed.
    “All right, that’s my point. Amelia’s knows how you like your sandwich. Everyone knows what I had for breakfast.” Yet, word hadn’t gotten around about her faux pas with Treat in the cell the other day. She just wished Morehouse would let that bomb drop so she could deal with the aftermath rather than hold the threat of its impending destruction over her head. “If the town is this up on everything, why is Sergeant Morehouse threatening Treat because he thinks his wife slept with him?”
    “Oh, no. She didn’t!” Mina set down her sandwich. “That spoiled kid. She doesn’t know how good she’s got it. She’s young, impulsive, and bored. She wouldn’t say why she filed for divorce, but I had a feeling that it had something to do with her needing more attention from Aaron.”
    “She loves him?”
    “To distraction.”
    “Does he love her?”
    “Insanely so.”
    “What a bunch of idiots.”
    “Yeppers. That about covers it.” They ate for a bit until Mina asked, “She really told Aaron that she’d slept with Treat? That’s taking her frustration too far. Treat and Aaron have been tight since childhood. Aaron’s mother helped Julie raise him since Treat’s dad was lost at sea. It’s unforgivable for Courtney to say such a thing.”
    “Does Courtney have a job?”
    “No. Aaron’s schedule changes so much that he didn’t want her to work and be busy when he was off.”
    “And if he’d gotten the Deputy Chief position, he’d be able to call his own hours.”
    “You got it.”
    “You know what?” Seana leaned in even though the office door was shut, but they were conspiring so it felt right. It felt good to be helpful with more than just keeping drunks off the streets too. “I have an idea.”

Chapter Twelve
    Aaron busted into her office a few hours later. The man really needed to learn how to knock, though Seana had been counting on this meeting. Relished, it even.
    “What have you done?” he demanded.
    “Sit down, Sergeant.”
    “No thank you, Deputy Chief .”
    “That’s it.” She got to her feet. “I’ve had it with your disrespect and bitchy attitude. I got the job you wanted, deal with it like a man and move on. These snide remarks and pissy tone are childish and I won’t play your game. You either decide to do your job, or hand in your resignation.”
    “You can’t fire me.” His eyes narrowed.
    “Try me. I don’t need a half-cocked officer working for me. Neither does this town.” They stood facing each other, neither backing down.
    Aaron breathed hard as he struggled to rein in his temper. “You had no business butting into my personal life,” he ground out.
    “When it starts to interfere with your job here, yes I do.”
    “I don’t want my wife working as a daycare provider.”
    “Why not?”
    “Krista is my sister. How’s it going to look, my wife as her nanny?”
    “Really? That’s what you’re worried about? You’re more of an ass than I first thought you were. Courtney is better off without you.”
    “How dare you?”
    “How dare you ? Why hasn’t your family helped out Krista before now? She’s basically a single mother with six boys under the age of eight. She needs help. Courtney is bored and needs something to do. Something worthwhile. What kind of husband keeps his wife locked away waiting for him? An ex-husband, that’s who.”
    She waited to see what Aaron had to say to that. He fumed, his skin turning red.
    “You need to cool off, Morehouse. Courtney isn’t a possession. She’s a woman who has feelings and needs. It’s time for you to go home and put your house in order. Talk to your wife. Work this out before she leaves and you’re left with nothing.” Seana retook her seat. “I’m giving you the rest of the week off.”
    “Is that an order, sir ?”
    She glanced up. “Yes, it is.”
    Morehouse struggled to get his words past his clenched teeth. “I don’t want the rest of the week off. You