Underwater: An Avery Barks Dog Mystery (Avery Barks Cozy Dog Mysteries Book 4) by Mary Hiker

Author:Mary Hiker [Hiker, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Awesome Dog
Published: 2015-04-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“We need to call the authorities,” I said, as I leaned against a tree on the ridgeline, trying to catch my breath.

Chevy sat in the car under quarantine for causing chaos with the good looking grill master.

“We can’t, because I was involved in illegal gambling,” Cody mumbled and shuffled his feet. “I’m stuck and I don’t know what to do.”

“Who are those guys?”

“The surfer dude is called ‘Zona, because he’s from Arizona,” Cody said, his voice shaking. “He’s their enforcer. The other two goons are Monster and Juice. They’re from around here somewhere.”

“They have an enforcer?” I shook my head. “Those guys must be watching too many gangster movies.”

Miss Emma stood at the tree line, looking through a pair of binoculars she found in Cody’s back seat. Suddenly, her mouth dropped open.

“Oh. My. Word,” she said and handed the binoculars to Cody. “Look who just came outside. What’s the name of the slick looking one with the big white streak in his hair?”

Cody lifted the binoculars to his eyes and his posture stiffened. “Oh no, that’s Big George Dooley,” his voice cracked. “This whole thing is his operation.”

“Just what I thought,” she said. “I’d recognize that hair anywhere.”

I grabbed the binoculars and took a look for myself. Sure enough, the man had dark black hair with a white patch that ran across the top of his head.

Miss Emma patted Cody on the back and said, “Honey, back when he was your age, the other kids used to call him Dopey Dooley. We adults just called him Skunk.”

Cody’s eyes grew big, “You know Big George Dooley?”

I lowered the binoculars and said, “Oh no, we better hide Cody. Big Dooley just yelled at the other three guys and sent them up this way.”

Cody raced to his car and started yanking at the doors in a panic.

“Calm down, lay on the floor in the back and keep real still,” Miss Emma said.

Cody dove inside the car and we covered him with a dirty canvas tarp from his trunk. Chevy sat in the back seat for good measure.

I opened the front door and jumped in the driver’s seat.

Miss Emma pushed on my shoulder. “Move over,” she said as the men reached the top of the ridgeline.

There was no time to argue so I bent my body like a pretzel, maneuvered over the stick shift and dropped into the passenger seat. Chevy climbed into the front seat on my lap as Miss Emma slid behind the steering wheel. Cody remained stone quiet under the tarp.

The three men approached the car and Zona snarled, “What’re you two doing up here?”

“Girls road trip,” Miss Emma said and held the steering wheel in the ten and two position.

My heart raced as I covertly took pictures with my smart phone. I hoped to get at least one of their faces recorded in case things went bad.

Zona flexed his arm muscles, making the big ‘Z’ tattoo on his bicep bounce, and ran his tanned hand across the hood of Cody’s car.

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