Cassidy was making herself some lunch when she hears someone knocking on her front door. She looks through the peephole and notices it was her boss. She opens the door and couldn’t believe how much of mess he looked.

He dashes into Cassidy’s house while shutting the door behind him. He looks at Cassidy “I need your help, Cassidy.”

Wes looks at Cassidy with pleading eyes. He needed a place to lay low until he could figure a way to take care of the two debt collectors. They were sent to collect the package he had received in the last shipment of furniture. The thing was, it was drug money and the person it was meant for, was the one person he owed money too.

“What have you done Wes? Those men that are after you attacked me in the Antique store and have been by here as well.” Cassidy escorts her boss to the kitchen.

“Look, I’m sorry about involving you into this mess. They are here to collect on some drug money that was shipped to me.”

“First off, why would you do something so stupid to involve yourself in something like that. Secondly, would you like anything to drink?” Cassidy couldn’t believe how her boss would do something so stupid.

“Before I answer your first question. Do you have any of the moonshine you make, around?” Wes has had some of Cassidy’s moonshine.

A lot of the moonshiners around the area knew how good her stuff was. He could use a bottle of it now.

“Yes, I still have some. I’ll grab you a quart, while you explain why you got involved.” Cassidy goes over to the pantry and grabs a mason jar of moonshine for Wes.

“I had no choice, Cassidy. Those two men you met, work for the guy I owe money too.”

Cassidy hands the mason jar to Wes.

“Thank you.” Wes opens the jar and takes a big swig from it.

“You’re welcome.” Cassidy looks at him.

It burned going down, but after all the running and hiding he has been doing lately. He needed it to kill the pain he was feeling.

“Okay, now that you have had a swig of moonshine. Why do you owe money to this mysterious other person?” Cassidy wonders if the Antique store was losing money.

“Because I have a gambling problem. He paid the people I owed money too. In return, I was letting him use the antique store to funnel his money and smuggle his money through.” Wes takes another swig of the moonshine.

“So, why is he coming after you, now? Did you miss a payment or something?” Cassidy couldn’t figure out why she was involved now.

“Because the last shipment he sent didn’t arrive.”

“So, he thinks you had something to do with it?” Cassidy pours herself a glass of lemonade.

“Yes.” Wes looks towards Cassidy.

“So, did you misplace the shipment or????” Cassidy wonders what happened to it.

“I don’t know what happened to it. All I know, the piece of furniture that it was supposed to come in, didn’t have it.” Wes had checked the furniture himself.

“Which piece was it and what day was it supposed to come in?” Cassidy remembered they got in several pieces last week.

“It was supposed to be in an antique hutch, and it was last Wednesday that it was supposed to arrive.”

“There was an antique hutch that came in last Friday and it sold last Saturday,” Cassidy remembers Mr. King and his wife coming in and buying it.

“What color was it?” Wes wonders if it was the one he has been missing.

“A maple color, if I remember right. It matched the rest of their furniture.” Cassidy knew their part-time sales clerk sold it to the Kings.

“I need to check it.” Wes tried to stand up, but the effects of the moonshine were affecting him.

“Look, Wes, let me inform Arthur so he can investigate the hutch and see if the money is there or not.” Cassidy figures she had Mr. and Mrs. King’s home address at the antique store.

“Who is Arthur?” Wes didn’t know that name.

“He’s the deputy sheriff I’m dating and who is currently working on this case.” Cassidy pulls her cellphone out and dials Arthurs cell number.

Sheriff’s Office:
Arthur was running the facial images of the two men that attacked Cassidy. So, far he had nothing. As he gets up and heads over to get a fresh cup of coffee. His cellphone starts ringing.

He looks at the caller id and notices it was Cassidy’s number “hey sweetheart, what can I do for you?”

“Hey as well. You won’t believe who I have in my kitchen right now?”

“Oh, let me guess. Is it your boss?” Arthur stops at the coffee station.

“Bingo! I think you need to come by here.” Cassidy notices that Wes was slowly nodding off. He has gone through half the mason jar.

“Is he alright with you there?” Arthur fills his coffee cup and put the lid on it.

“I’m fine. He’s halfway drunk right now.” Cassidy kept watching Wes chug down the moonshine.

“Alright, I’m heading back to your place now.” Arthur turns around and heads towards his jeep.

“I’ll see you when you get here.” Cassidy ends the call.

“Come on Wes, let’s clean you up and get you changed into some clean clothes.” Cassidy helps Wes to the main bathroom and help him strip out of his clothes.

Once the tub was filled with hot water, she lowers him down “alright, you’re on your own, Wes.”

Cassidy heads back into the living room, leaving Wes in the bathroom in the tub.

While Wes was in the bathroom, taking a bath. Cassidy goes into her roommate’s bedroom and borrows some clothes for Wes to wear when he gets out of the tub.

She checks the windows to make sure the men that were looking for Wes weren’t coming up the driveway. She grabs her uncle’s shotgun and reloads it. She didn’t want to be caught unprepared with no shotgun shells loaded in her gun.

After she loads the shotgun up. She hears Wes getting out of the tub. She knocks on the bathroom door.

“Hey, do you need any help?”

“I’m fine.” Wes pulls on the t-shirt Cassidy left for him.

“Alright.” Cassidy walks back to the window in the living room and spots Arthur’s jeep coming up the driveway.

She watches as he parks next to her car and heads towards the front door..