Page 25 of Beau

Beau chuckled as he remembered passing by them one day and heard people yelling at them from their cars. It was clear that they were embarrassed. It was no less than what they deserved.

As the sun set on another long day at the office, Beau stepped out into the bustling hallway and headed toward the elevator. He caught sight of Killian standing patiently in front of the doors, waiting for its arrival.

“Hey, Killian. How’s it going?” Beau greeted him with a tired smile.

“Hey, Beau. Good. How about you?” Killian replied, his voice carrying a hint of exhaustion as well.

“Just working on that case about the missing horse,” Beau explained wearily.

“Any luck?”

“Not yet, but Creed suggested it could be kids, like the case Eli had.”

“Oh, yeah. I remember Creed telling me about it. Well, good luck with it. If you need any help, let me know. I’m between cases. Dave thinks I need to settle in first before giving me any big jobs.” Killian shook his head in frustration.

“I know that’s frustrating for you, but you are new to the area. He’s just letting you get adjusted.” Beau reassured him with a grin.

“Yeah, I get that. I’m just ready to get to work.”

“All cases are important, no matter how big or small. You know that.”

“I do.” Killian sighed. “I’m just used to bigger cases, but I’ll take whatever is thrown at me.”

“No doubt about it,” Beau agreed with a nod.

The two men stepped into the elevator as it arrived and pushed the button for the first floor. As they made their way out of the building, their conversation was cut short by an unexpected sight: snow falling from the dark sky above.

“Shit,” Beau muttered under his breath. “I thought it was supposed to be clear today.”

“It looks like we’re in for it,” Killian observed with disappointment.

“I was hoping it would let up like the weather station said it would. I… had plans for the weekend,” Beau muttered.

“Well, we still have a couple of days until the weekend, so maybe it will clear up by then,” Killian offered.

Beau glanced over at him with a smile. “I hope so.”

Killian grinned. “Big date planned?”

Beau chuckled. “Actually, yes.”

“Good luck then. I’m going to try and get home before it gets worse.”

“Are you still looking for a house?” Beau inquired curiously.

“I will after the weather clears. Whenever that is.” Killian chuckled.

“I’d say spring, but we both know that could be a lie,” Beau joked.

Killian nodded in agreement. “True. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, Beau.”

“Sure thing. Be careful out there.”

“You too,” Killian replied before turning and making his way to his truck parked nearby. Beau watched as he climbed in and drove out of the lot.

He liked Killian from the moment they first met while investigating the case involving Agent Mac Carter’s death and the attempted murder of three other agents: Eli Hawkins, Alex Reeves, and Creed. Killian’s sharp instincts and unwavering dedication had been crucial in bringing down the perpetrators responsible for such terrible crimes. After all the dust had settled, Killian was asked to transfer to their office, and everyone welcomed him. Not only was he an excellent agent, but he was also a genuinely good man who would always have their backs in any situation.

Beau made his way toward his truck, and hoped like hell the weather would let up. He wanted to spend time with Brenna.

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