A Borrowing of Bones by Paula Munier

Author:Paula Munier
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2018-09-11T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

TROY AND SUSIE BEAR STOPPED BY THE OFFICE on Main Street in Northshire on the way back out on patrol. Thrasher was there, with reports from the Major Crime Unit on the murder of Donald Jonas Walker. He was perfectly turned out as always, his uniform pressed and boots shined, despite the long days on the job this time of year. His boss hadn’t had any more sleep than he’d had, but where Troy knew he’d need a shower and a shave and a change of clothes to look presentable, Thrasher looked every inch the prepared and alert professional.

They stood in the back of the warden service office by the whiteboard, which bore a map of the area marked with the locations of the victims and sightings of Amy and the baby, as well as photos and facts pertaining to the case. They went over what they knew so far about the Walker murder and the Bones case, as they were calling it unofficially.

“Two dead men, three years apart, both found with representations of the Vermont coat of arms.”

“Adaptations of the coat of arms,” corrected Troy, who regretted the correction as soon as the words were out of his mouth.

“Adaptations of the coat of arms,” repeated Thrasher good-naturedly. He was petting the shaggy dog’s floppy ears, his blue-green eyes on Troy. “A belt buckle and some ink. Pretty thin.”

“Don’t forget the pendant.”

The captain raised an eyebrow. “Hidden by a cat.”

“A cat with a clue.”

Thrasher rolled his eyes. “They found twenty thousand dollars in cash hidden in the recliner where Walker was sitting when he died. Now that’s a motive.”

Troy whistled. “That’s a lot of money for a guy living in a crap house full of cats.”

“His wife claims he won it playing bingo.” The captain smiled as Susie Bear rolled over, exposing her belly for a sweet rub. He squatted down to humor her with a good tummy scratching. Her big black tail thumped away on the wide oak-planked floor as he dragged his fingers through the long black fur that graced her rumbling stomach. “I think she’s hungry. Let’s go get pizza.”

“Bingo?” Troy laughed. “Definitely time for pizza.”

Pizza was one of the Newfie mutt’s favorite words, along with lunch, supper, treat, play, walk, and search. She shuffled to her feet, and led the way out of the office and down the street to Pizza Bob’s Wood Fired Pie Company. Pizza Bob’s was the best place in town for pizza, and not only because it was the only one with outside seating that accommodated the dog. It wasn’t much to look at, outside or inside, but the massive one-of-a-kind pizza oven decoratively painted with graffiti art made up for it. Susie Bear’s favorite kind of pie was the Howl: hand-tossed with pepperoni, sausage, bacon, meatballs, and ham. With a large bowl of water on the side.

Troy and Thrasher shared an extra-large with the dog and passed on the water in favor of the fresh root beer on tap.

“So who

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