“Chief Ranger Gary Shelton’s desk terminal announced. It would have been unfair to say he grimaced as he turned from his office window’s view of the sun-drenched sidewalks of Twin Forks, but he definitely rolled his eyes before he walked back around to his desk and seated himself. “Thank you, Francine,” he said with scarcely a wince. “You’re welcome,” Francine Samarina, his longtime secretary and the official chief receptionist and general all-around manager of the Sphinx Forestry Service replie...d from the terminal’s display. Shelton looked at her a bit suspiciously, but he decided he couldn’t really accuse her of grinning at him. No, that was probably just his imagination. Surely she wouldn’t find the thought that her boss was being stalked remorselessly by a thirteen-and-a-half-year-old girl amusing. Of course not, he thought sourly. And if I did accuse her of it, she’d only put on her best “Who, me?” expression and deny it, anyway. “Send them in, please,”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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