Chapter 11 - The Arrival Of The Sheriff
Within twenty minutes, three Travis County Sheriff cruisers came speeding down the dirt road, their red and blue lights flashing bright against the morning dust.
Sheriff Robert Thomas, a veteran lawman who had known Caleb’s father for forty years, stepped out of the lead vehicle.
He adjusted his Stetson hat, looking at the bulldozers parked near the gate, then at the armed veterans standing guard in front of the house.
"Caleb," Sheriff Thomas said, walking up the driveway with his hands resting casually near his belt buckle.
"I got a call from a land development lawyer in Austin saying there was an armed militia blocking a legal demolition order."
Caleb stepped forward, saluting the old Sheriff respectfully before handing him the federal court injunction Miller had printed an hour ago.
"Sheriff," Caleb said smoothly. "Apex Land Holdings obtained that deed through aggravated assault, extortion, and forged federal casualties reports."
"My wife is currently in the county hospital receiving medical treatment for injuries inflicted by Julian Miller."
Sheriff Thomas paused, his eyes narrowing under the brim of his hat as he read the federal judge's temporary restraining order.
He looked past Caleb toward the old log homestead, seeing Sarah standing on the front porch wrapped in Caleb's military jacket, her face bruised.
Sheriff Thomas turned around slowly, looking at the contractor sitting behind the bulldozer wheel.
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"Contractor!" Sheriff Thomas barked, his voice echoing over the idling engines.
"Turn those rigs around and get off this property before I impound every piece of equipment you own for evidence."
