Gone Ballistic (A Robin Starling Courtroom Mystery) by Michael Monhollon

Author:Michael Monhollon [Monhollon, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-11-24T05:00:00+00:00

I headed home early, going by the Woodruff house to get the car seat out of Willow’s car. When I got to my street, I parked my Beetle in front of Dr. McDermott’s house. He answered the door, and, as Deacon boiled out around my legs, he looked past me at my car, a puzzled expression on his face.

“I’m not here for long,” I said. “Just long enough to pick up Deacon.” I bent over to pat him just as he surged upward to meet me, and his nose hit me in the mouth. “Mmmf,” I said, jerking backwards.

“Where are you taking him?”

“To pick up a toddler who’s met me only once. I thought Deacon might help me break the ice. You don’t think the combination’s going to be too overpowering, do you?”

“When you want to be just overpowering enough?”

I had a sudden vision of Caden Woodruff screaming his head off all the way home while Deacon bounded back and forth between the front seat and the back and I weaved back and forth across the road as I tried to control him. “Good point. Maybe I ought to leave Deacon after all. He’s got the size of a full-grown dog, and he’s still as boisterous as a puppy.”

“Maybe you ought to take an old man with you. I’m pretty calm.”

Deacon had charged out onto the lawn and was urinating copiously.

“That would be good. Help me control him.”

Deacon took the steps in two bounds and jammed his nose between my thighs. I scratched his head.

“Let me get a jacket,” Dr. McDermott said. “I’m not as warm-blooded as you spring chickens.”

“If you’re sure you don’t mind.”

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