Harlond

"I'll see what I can do. Boss could careless what I do half the time." He nodded to her and turned to leave then stopped. "If you cant find a home for that pup, I wouldnt mind his company." Harlond said and left the office. He walked down the street in the direction of the sheriffs office and stoped to excamine th old tree. It was huge and the young warden was correct it had to be well over a hundred years old by the looks of it. Then again Harlond didnt know much about trees, but what ever means the Dukes had towards saving it he understood the special out look it appeared to have on who ever stood before it. Harlond continued on to the sheriffs office working up a plan in his mind to get Boss to talk to him. Playing stupid was an easy task, and Boss would never suspect anything. When he arrived at the Sherriffs office Boss was yelling at Rosco over the radio to get his tail there. Boss had sent Rosco to get some lunch and he hadnt returned yet. The young light haired deputy approached boss with a smirk on his face from ear to ear. "Boss?" He said grinning widely. The Boss turned to the deputy with a smuge look on his face as he leaned against the desk. "Yeah?" He growled. "How come you got a big orange X on that tree out there?" Harlond asked trying to mak eit sound like he had no idea what so ever what the X ment. "Well see boy I'm gonna cut that big tree there down and burn it and make me a nice Oak table." Boss said grinning and talking slowly to the deputy. "Now when you gonna do that?" Harlond asked looking at the Boss like a little kid who liked to ask a millions 'why' questions. "In excactly one week to this very date, why you gonna help me?" Boss asked knowing he could get the young deputy to work for cheep. "I dont know how to run machianery, I wouldnt be much good to you. Why next week?" Harlond asked making it sound like he had a million whys. "Cause thats the day my workin' boys can do it." Boss's voice raised, he wasnt liking the childish atics. "Now, shouldnt you be on patrol deputy? You should if you want your pay!" Boss spat and turned back to the cb. Harlond left, closing the sheriffs office doors behind him shaking his head, Boss's voice still rang in his ears. He grinned he had gotten alittle info out of Boss and irritated him too. (Godd Job Val. Cue anyone.)

A young light brown haired Hazzard County deputy came to the Game Wardens office door. He held something tiny in his hand as he knocked and she waved him in contrating on her work. "Hello, I thought maybe you could help me." Harlond, the young deputy was called said to the female game warden. He held out his hand to show a baby yellow lab pup, so it couldnt have been more then a month or so old. "I found this guy in a ditch, thought maybe you could advise me on a good vet to take him to. Im sorry but I couldnt help but over hear your conversation with te Dukes, if theres anything I can do to help you know where to find me." The deputy pitched his thumb towards the direction of the Sherriffs office. (cue anyone)

(Time to have some Fun!) It had been a long day for more then one person, a new young cop had been on patrol since 6am that morning. It was time for him to cash in his chips for the day, his working hours were over. Known as Harlond to everyone the 21 year Old deputy was as strait as Enos strait and not a soul knew where he came from not even himself. Harlond pulled into the sherriffs office in a Candy Apple Red 1969 442 Olds mobile with the name Crimson written in white letter next to 442. He entered the sherriffs office an set his paper work for the day on the secretarys desk. Harlond had given 5 speeding tickets a 2 parking tickets out that day. Dressed in a blue officers shirt he had a pair of pure black jeans on and black work boots. "My shifts up." He said to the secretary then glimsped up to catch attention with a man in a black lether jacket. This man was someone he hadnt ever met before, he figured it had to be someone who had been spending some time in the tank or jail, he wasnt allowed there yet. The two mens eyes met, Harlond anolised him quickly trying to undertsand which part of Hazzard he had come from. (cue who ever wants to go)

Luke Duke picked the folder up from out of the seat of the Bronco, but before he had it in his hands long Harlond snatched it away. "Thanks, I wouldnt mind at all returning this to that fine lady." Harlond grinned knowing that both Duke boys had been eyeing her. He turned and walked away from them and towards his car, Harlond noted the strange car that they drove. Fact was, it was the weirdest thing he had ever seen in all his years of going to the races in L.A. The 442 Olds came to life and pulled away around the General Lee leaving the Duke boys a little perturbed in its dust. Harlond drove to the sheriffs department where Rosco and the fine looking young women who claimed to be a doctor and was no doubt were still trying to sort things out. He entered the sheriffs office looking forward to seeing the pretty young lady again.

Rosco was so busy rambling on and attempting to arrest Miss Chance that he didn't knotice one of his new deputies pull up and stop behind his smashed patrol car. The new deputies car, a 69" Olds Cutless, came to a slow halt with front head lights flashing on and off. The young deputy in a fresh new uniform got out of the car and slowly walked up to the sheriff, Enos and Chance. "Hey, waz up? Anyhing I can help with?" Harlond asked the Sheriff while turning his gaze to Chance. Harlond looked Chance up and down, she was right down cute in his mind and maybe a little over dressed. In L.A. most girls wondered around in nothing more then a bikinni top and shorts. (Nice to meet you Chance 8) )

Name. Micheal Gene Carson but I'm called Hanlond Age. 21 Height. 6'0" Eyes. Brown Hair. Light Golden Brown From. Los Angels C.A. Proffession. D.E.A (Drug Enforcement Administration Officer) Was Transfered to Hazzard County G.A. because he doesn't meet quilifications in C.A. Hanlond is kind of shy but a very good cop, he is always cautious of the situation. He is also a little bit of a city boy even if he doesn't act like it, his slang and city boy actions is clear proof. But his taste in cars is not part of his city boy default, he drives a Candy Apple red 1969 442 Oldsmobile with two black strips on the hood. The car is as original as they come.