Murder Most Merry: A Flannigan Sisters Mystery - Book 3 by Reid Amanda

Author:Reid, Amanda
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-02T00:00:00+00:00

Eleven

The clinic had closed for the evening and most had already left. Lacey had finally screwed up her courage to tell Doc about the investigation. He’d been so good to her, she didn’t want him embarrassed in case the worst happened—she was arrested for Cathy’s murder. Especially after writing the recommendation for the Brown-Litchfield Scholarship.

She knocked on the doorjamb of his office. He looked up over the edges of his glasses, then again over stacks of papers. His organization skills weren’t the best. “Lacey, what can I do for you?”

“Um, I needed to talk to you about something going on.” Lacey hung in the doorway of his office.

His head canted. “Sure. What’s going on?”

“I, should’ve mentioned this yesterday.” She looked down at the brown tile, then back up. “Uh, I am having a little problem right now and I wanted you to hear it from me first.” Lacey explained what had happened at the shelter and how the police suspected her in Cathy’s death. “I didn’t want you to think I was keeping it from you.” She needed this job. Not just for the money. Doc knew so much and had been so generous.

A kind smile crossed Doc’s grizzled features. “No one could convince me you’d murder someone. Let me know if you need help with that.”

“Good grief, Doc, you’ve done enough.” So much more than she could’ve ever expected.

“How?”

“The scholarship recommendation, taking me on farm calls, allowing me to get in way more supervised vet hours than the one hundred A and M requires. Food for Vixen?” She’d worked at the clinic for over a year and she couldn’t have imagined a better employer.

He put down his pen and folded his gnarled fingers together. “If you haven’t figured it out yet, we work like a family around here. And we help family. If you need some time off, you know Hector will work it into the schedule.”

“No. No time off.” Her bank account couldn’t afford it. Especially if the scholarship didn’t come through. “Thanks, though.”

He smiled and said his good night, then bent his head back to his paperwork.

Lacey climbed into her truck with a lighter heart. She’d worried about telling him. Not that he would’ve fired her. That he’d be disappointed in her.

She flipped on her headlights and pulled out of the lot. Finally, she could go to the address listed on Vixen's adoption paperwork to speak to the family. Her visit to the PS had taken up too much time before her clinic shift to make the trip earlier. They must be heartbroken she got out so quickly, though Lacey was surprised the shelter hadn’t gotten a call from the family looking for her.

Lacey tapped the information into her phone's GPS. Weird. It was on the far side of San Angelo, easily twenty miles from where she'd found the dog Lacey would've sworn was Vixen. Maybe she just found a pup that looked like her. But that didn't seem right. Everything in her gut told her the dachshund was the same one from the shelter.

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