Townies, Cronies, and Hayseeds II C4.5

When the deputies got the two women to the county jail. They fingerprinted them and took their mugshots. Sheriff Bobby arrived at the jail just behind them.

“How was your class reunion, Sheriff?” one of the jailers asked.

“I’m afraid it was cut short because of the two troublemakers who were just brought in. They decided they wanted to start a brawl! Go ahead and book them. I’ll deal with them myself when you get through processing the two bitches in,” Bobby replied.

Brielle and Raina each were allowed one phone call. Brielle called Grandma Bennett and Raina called her husband Paul.

An hour later, Grandma Bennett and Paul arrived at the jail. Grandma Bennett walked up to the sheriff’s secretary June, who sat at the desk beside the door to the sheriff’s office.

June looked up.

“Yes, ma’am. How may I help you?” She greeted in a suspicious tone.

“I’d like to see the sheriff,” Grandma Bennett answered.

“He’s rather busy now.”

“This can’t wait.”

“Have a seat and I’ll page him.”

June hit the call button and paged Sheriff Bobby.

“Sheriff. There’s a lady out here who needs to see you,” she informed him.

“I’ll be right out,” Bobby’s voice answered.

Grandma Bennett to the Rescue

Thirty seconds later, the door to the office opened and the sheriff came out of his office. His eyes widened when he saw Grandma Bennett sitting across from the secretary. Grandma Bennett rose from her seat.

“Well, Mrs. Bennett. Long time, no see,” he greeted the heavy-set, silver-haired, elderly lady.

“Not long enough,” Grandma Bennett responded in a cold tone.

“Then why are you here?” the sheriff asked, although knowing good and well why she was there.

“Let’s step into your office and I’ll tell you.”

“Sure. Right this way, ma’am,” the sheriff said as he made a hand gesture toward the door of his office.

Grandma Bennett entered the office. Sheriff Bobby entered behind her and shut the door behind him.

“Please, have a seat,” the sheriff said.

“I’d rather stand, thank you,” Grandma told him.

“I’m sure you’re here because Brielle and her friend Raina were brought here a while ago. Other than that, how may I help you?”

“You can start by laying off my granddaughter!”

“Now, ma’am. She was arrested because she assaulted two people at the reunion today.”

A Heated Discussion

“Yeah? And what did they do to her first to make her assault them. She called me and according to her, it was self-defense. Brielle has never been the type to start a fight, but she has damn well finished a few,” Grandma Bennett said, raising her voice, “And you and your buddies have taunted and tortured her all through school and damn if you aren’t trying to do it again! You just can’t leave her alone, can you?”

“Now what are you talking about?” the Sheriff asked in a tone of indignance.

“You know damn well what I’m talking about! That little fiasco at that reunion was just the excuse you needed to put her behind bars and separate her from her children and family- the very people who support her! And what really takes the cake is that, as they were driving away, you shot at her and her best friend like they were escaped convicts who were armed and dangerous! You fired your gun several times at them, as a matter of fact! Shame on you! What kind of sheriff shoots at two unarmed women?” Grandma Bennett fired off.

“Mrs. Bennett, allow me to repeat myself. She assaulted several classmates. And she used martial arts to do it. Now, by law, her bare hands are lethal weapons,” Sheriff Bobby repeated in a fake tone of concern.

“She assaulted them after they all tried to jump her, Bobby! You know damn well that was self-defense! What did you expect? That she’d just stand there and let them all beat the crap out of her?”

Without answering the older lady’s question, Sheriff Bobby asked one of his own.

“How long has Brielle been a blackbelt in martial arts, Mrs. Bennett?” he asked.

Grandma Bennett Says Her Piece

“A long time. What does that have to do with anything?” Grandma Bennett shot back.

The sheriff scoffed before answering.

Everything. Like I just said, her hands are lethal weapons. In fact, her whole body is a lethal weapon, and she should’ve registered it as such. In this state, Brielle isn’t registered because I already checked,” he went on.

“She hasn’t even been here long enough! For Peke’s sake, she hasn’t even gotten settled in yet!” Grandma Bennett shouted.

“Well, I’d suggest that she get to it,” Sheriff Bobby said in a warning tone.

“Let’s get something straight right here and now, Sheriff. You’d best back off of Brielle. Because, given what I know about you and several others in this town, it would be in your best interest if you left her alone, and that goes for the rest of your little imps!”

“Imps? Boy, that’s pretty bold there, Mrs. Bennett.”

“Oh, you haven’t seen bold yet, buster! I’m only getting started! Now, there’s a lot of people who went to prison over that ordeal with Shannon Crooke a few years ago. What do people call that now? ‘The Thomasville Conspiracy?’ Oh, yeah, a lot of people went to prison, including your brother, but many more dodged that bullet and I know who they are and what they did. So, if you expect me to keep my mouth shut, you’ll leave Brielle and her children alone and you’ll tell your buddies to do the same!

Grandma Bennett Puts Bobby in His Place

“That’s blackmail, Mrs. Bennett!”

“I dare you to indict me, Bobby!” Grandma Bennett said in a low, raspy voice, “Arrest an old woman who’s active in church and the caterer in this town? And has been for over forty years- an old woman who happens to have a lot of connections here? Ooh, that would sit real pretty with most of your constituents, now, wouldn’t it?”

Sheriff Bobby leaned back in his chair, folded his arms, and blow out a huge puff of air. Grandma Bennett continued.

“Now I’m going to post bail for her and you had best remember what I said,” She warned before storming out of the office.

After she was gone, Sheriff Bobby leaned back, in deep thought. He sat there, stroking his stubbled chin, with his head tilted and eyes averted to his right…

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