Beau Arlen
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Sheriff Beau Arlen paced the worn linoleum floor of the Lewis and Clark County Sheriff’s Department, his daughter Y/N clinging to his leg. She was a spirited three-year-old, her wide eyes taking in the world with curiosity and innocence
The deputies, however, were less enchanted. They exchanged eye rolls and muttered comments as Y/N babbled happily, her tiny fingers tracing the edges of Beau’s badge.
“Beau, can’t you leave her at home?” Deputy Harris grumbled, not bothering to lower his voice