Dark Obsession: Argyle Investigations Scottish Detective Thriller by Duncan Wallace

Author:Duncan Wallace [Wallace, Duncan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-02T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

The first thing I saw as the door swung open was a dog. The labrador laid in a wide puddle of thickening blood. It laid still, but its breathing was regular and healthy. I knelt down and placed my gun on the floor so I had both hands free. I ran a hand over the dog’s smooth, chocolate-brown coat to calm it as I checked it over and looked for the wound that had created the sizable pool on the wooden floor. Some of the blood had started to drip through the cracks between the floorboards, but most of it remained very much on show. Lincoln took a photo over my shoulder. I found the gash on it’s quivering stomach. It was a long cut, but it didn’t seem very deep. It had only just penetrated the skin.

“You’re okay, buddy,” I said to soothe the dog’s nerves. I looked at his collar, saw a name tag, held it in one hand, and then read the name. “Don’t worry, Bailey, we’re here to help.”

He looked at me with his deep, scared, hazel eyes and whimpered again. I scooped him up, and the blood stuck to my coat sleeves. I didn’t care. I turned to Paul and Edel.

“Edel, ring the vet and tell him we have an emergency,” I said, and she nodded and made the call, “Paul, take him into the police car now.”

The officer nodded and held out his arms. I placed the young dog into his outstretched arms. His white sleeves immediately turned pink with the blood from the dog’s hair. White turned and ran out from the shed, and I heard him yell for someone to give him the car keys. I picked up my gun and put it back into its holster. I then took off my coat and hung it on the open door of the shed out of the way. Forensics would probably need it for evidence.

I took off my, now bloody, gloves and held them pinched in between my fingers. With the other hand, I retrieved my phone, keys, notebook and pen, and torch out of my coat pocket and instead popped them into my blazer. I then put the gloves into one of my coat pockets. I took the evidence bags out from the other coat pocket and held them. I waited for Edel to finish her phone call.

She removed a new pair of gloves out from her pocket and handed them to me. Eventually her call ended, and she put her phone away.

“I wasn’t expecting that,” she said, and we both looked at the blood at the entrance of the dark shed. With the absence of windows, we could hardly see any further into it.

“Me, neither,” I replied.

“The poor thing, he was so scared,” she whispered sadly.

“The cut wasn’t deep at all,” I told her. “He’ll be absolutely fine.”

“I wonder whose dog he is,” she pondered.

“Who knows,” I replied. “There’s something really odd about it, though.”

“What do you mean?” She asked.

“For a shallow cut like that, there is no way it would have bled that much,” I explained.

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