Dogs, Lies, and Alibis by Wendy Delaney

Author:Wendy Delaney [Delaney, Wendy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780996980081
Publisher: Sugarbaker Press
Published: 2017-10-04T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

AFTER SEVERAL HOURS of tossing and turning with that wedding invitation on the brain, I brewed a pot of coffee and declared a truce on the war of obsession I’d been waging the last two days.

“I mean it,” I said, waking the dog curled around my dining room chair. “Either you trust him or you don’t.”

Fozzie whimpered, and I reached down to chuck him under the chin. “Not you. The other male in my life.”

So Steve had withheld some information. It wasn’t like he didn’t have some preoccupations of his own with the arrest of one of his best friends.

I could only imagine how he felt. And I could barely do that because Steve couldn’t talk to me about Georgie’s case. More accurately, wouldn’t let me talk to him about Seth Lukin, much to my frustration. Because Steve had his own suspicions about the guy?

That would only be true if Steve were convinced of Little Dog’s innocence.

That was the one truth that I’d had the most certainty of this week. Plus, it explained the cease and desist lecture I’d been given. Steve wanted to keep me out of harm’s way.

Understandable and explainable.

Breathing a sigh of relief, I wrapped my arms around Fozzie’s neck. “I knew Georgie didn’t do it.”

No matter how emotionally conflicted he had been when I talked to him Monday night, there was no way he could have left Colton Ziegler to die on the other side of that fence.

Georgie might be full of bark, but it wasn’t in his nature to be cruel or that stupid.

No. Someone did this who knew about some of the history between Little Dog and Colt.

Someone like Seth Lukin.

I stood, feeling lighter on my feet than I had for days. “I think this calls for a celebration, don’t you?” I asked the resident fur ball.

Following me into the kitchen, Fozzie wagged his tail as I scooped a cup of kibble from the almost empty sack I had taken from Colt’s apartment.

“I need to buy some more of this today,” I said, dumping it into his bowl. “Fortunately, I know a place that carries this brand.”

And that would give me the perfect opportunity to have another chat with Seth Lukin.

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