Unleashed: Case of the Yorkshire Pudding by Erik Schubach

Author:Erik Schubach [Schubach, Erik]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Erik Schubach
Published: 2019-03-26T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10 – Suspicious

In no time we were driving through Tarrytown, to the north end where the community of Sleepy Hollow was. My cell navigated us up to a nice neighborhood and a fairly upscale house but by no means a mansion or anything.

Killer started whimpering. We must be at someplace familiar for him. That was encouraging, and I smiled and assured him, “We'll have you home in no time boy.”

I stopped the car, with minimal tire screeching. Then once I turned it off, I turned to the little Yorkie and gave my best evil scientist laugh and opened my bag. To my surprise, he hopped right in and whimpered again. I cocked my head at him. Why did I get the impression it wasn't a happy whimper? My Fin-dar started pinging as I looked around.

I got out and walked around to let Cal out, I stomped a heel absently, and he sat like a trooper as I clipped his leash onto his harness and straightened his working dog bib as my eyes scanned the house. I was probably getting worked up over nothing.

We went up the front walk to the nice covered porch. I had always wanted one like this for the family home. Hmm... maybe I'd hire a contractor to do just that.

We reached the door and Killer was silent, head down. I rang the doorbell and smoothed my skirt and rocked on my heels as I waited at the door. Then I stood up straighter when a woman I recognized opened the door. She looked at me then Calvin and asked, “Miss Finnegan May?”

I nodded, and said, “Yes Mrs. Larkin. I'm a fan, I remember Darius winning Grand Champion, he's a rock star.” My brow furrowed when I realized Darius wasn't coming to investigate who was at the door as my eyes searched for him with a bit of excitement building. Hmm... that was very un-doglike of him.

She smiled at me and opened the door further, offering pleasantly, “Please come in.”

I gave her a grin and introduced my boy as we entered a living room that was relaxingly clean, almost antithetically so. It put my borderline OCD at ease, and my smile grew. I think I liked this woman.

She made an ushering motion toward a white couch, “Please, have a seat. What is it that you wished to discuss, you were a little vague on the phone, just that it had to do with Darius. Were you needing his stud service?”

I blinked at that. “Oh, you've decided to offer him out for stud? I thought you had retired him after his big win.”

She looked a little nervous, the way she crossed her legs at the ankle and placed her hands on her lap tensely. “We changed our minds, it is a recent development, and have just started listing him.”

I nodded at that. I wasn't a real fan of how some people offered stud service. Believe it or not, it could be physically taxing on the dog if they set an aggressive schedule like every three days or so.

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