Grams - Margaret "Maggie May" Savonski: Sonya's grandmother is one classy dame. I patterned her after my own grandmother. She can shoot better than anyone at camp and even gives her guns pet names. Using nothing more than a smile, men bend over backward to help her with whatever she needs. My grandmother was my hero, and Grams is that kind of woman for Sonya.
Lana Harte: Daughter to Roland Harte and cousin to Aidan, she is quiet, like a deer caught in headlights. With cheerleader good looks, she captivates Peter. Keeping her nose in a book most of the time, she hopes to go unnoticed.
Davida: Sassy manager of the cannery's general store, Davida knows all the gossip and spreads a good share of it. Fortysomething and on the prowl, she's got her hooks into trooper, Judd Iverson.
Wanda: Doctor at the South Naknek Infirmary, she patches up more fishermen than she'd like with a no-nonsense attitude and brutal bedside manner.
There was no sign of him. She was about to give up when she stopped in at the General Store. A place where you could buy a can of bacon and a marine battery all in the same shopping spree.
"Well, if it isn’t the celebrity of the hour," Davida greeted from behind the counter. Davida with her multi-colored spiky hair of golds, reds, and deep browns, and her equally spiky attitude, ran the store much like an army general. She was the one person who knew everything worth knowing. "Let me pour you a cup of coffee and you can fill me in on what I’ve missed."
"Why don’t you first tell me what you’ve heard? Could save time." Sonya took the cup of coffee, though she preferred tea. Tea was considered a sissy drink out here. She wasn’t going to add to the stereotype.
Davida filled her in, taking her time since the store was empty. There wasn’t much she’d missed. "You didn’t actually cork off the Albatross, did you?" At Sonya’s nod, she shook her head and chuckled. "Damn, wished I could have seen that. I like it when bad things happen to Chuck Kendrick. Lord, knows he should be plagued with bad karma, considering all the things he’s done."
"Agreed." Sonya changed the subject before Davida decided to visit the many things suspected of Kendrick. Some of those things were against her own family and too raw for casual conversation. "I’m looking for Garrett Hunt. Have you seen him?"
"The new trooper? That is one delicious-looking man." She closed her eyes and hummed. "Yes, almighty, I wouldn’t mind getting a piece of him this summer."
Sonya didn’t like the image that picture painted. Davida had a reputation for not only knowing the men, but really knowing them.
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