Chihuahua Conspiracy (Pet Whisperer P.I. Book 6) by Molly Fitz & Blueberry Bay

Author:Molly Fitz & Blueberry Bay [Fitz, Molly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sweet Promise Press
Published: 2019-09-12T04:00:00+00:00

By the time I’d clambered down the stairs in my hastily assembled outfit, Nan was already dressed and waiting for me at the front door. “Finally,” she said with a huff. “Ms. Paisley and I have been waiting all morning.”

“Hi, Mommy!” Paisley cheered, wiggling her butt in merriment. “We’re going for a car ride!”

“To the shelter?” I asked, just to be sure.

“To the shelter!” Nan called in a rallying battle cry, then flung the front door open so that the three of us could march into battle.

This time, we took Nan’s little red sports car instead of my old clunker. “We want them to know we have money and that we aren’t afraid to use it,” Nan offered as an explanation.

“Is that the whole plan?” I wondered aloud. Once again, I was worried that Nan had chosen to view complex problems far too simplistically. The world inside my grandmother’s head and the world as it actually was didn’t always line up perfectly. God bless her.

Nan shot me a warning look as she twisted the key in the ignition. “Of course not!”

“Then fill me in already.”

“You’ll see when we get there,” she said with a wink and then pushed down hard on the gas pedal.

Whatever happened next, I was ready for it.

Although I hoped Trish wouldn’t be there this morning; otherwise, Nan’s whole feeble retiree on a fixed income act from yesterday evening would fall apart the very moment she was spotted pulling up to the shelter in an expensive sports car. It seemed unlikely we’d run into Trish, given that Paisley had sworn up and down that she’d never seen the mysterious volunteer once in her entire life.

But, still, I had to wonder…

We got there quickly, thanks to Nan’s penchant for driving at least ten miles above the speed limit wherever she went. And it wasn’t Trish, but rather Pearl—the kindly, older volunteer I’d met on my own yesterday—who greeted us upon our arrival.

“Back so soon?” she asked with a warm grin. It took me a moment to realize that her smile wasn’t intended for me, but rather Nan.

“You know me,” my grandmother crooned. “I just can’t stay away.”

Turning to her side, Nan motioned toward me but continued to address Pearl. “This is my granddaughter, Angie, and of course you already know Ms. Paisley.”

Paisley barked in acknowledgement.

I simply nodded and forced a grin.

“Hello, Angie,” Pearl said as she regarded me with a blank expression. Did she really not remember meeting me only yesterday? “Now, what can I do for you, Nan?”

I found it downright hilarious that this old woman was calling my grandmother Nan of all things, but I at least managed to keep a straight face throughout their exchange.

Nan brought a hand to her heart and sighed. “I can’t stop thinking about these poor animals and the trouble you folks are having.”

“Oh, don’t worry about us,” Pearl answered with a sad shake of her head. “We’ll find a way. We always do.”

“Surely, there must be something I can do,” Nan pressed.

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