Who Let the Wolves Out by Renee George

Author:Renee George [George, Renee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

"Well, that was odd," Jo Jo said when we got back on the road.

"You're not kidding." There wasn't much traffic to fight as we made our way down Oak Street, but when I saw the Dwyer's black luxury sedan, I scootched down in the seat, cupping my hand over the left side of my face as the vehicle passed by us toward the funeral home. I blew out the breath I'd held and sat up straight when they were safely out of our sight. "Talk about timing."

"They didn't even look in our direction," Jo Jo said. "You know, I've never been a fan of Luke, but I'm sorry for his parents. Losing someone like that can take a toll."

Jo Jo's mother had disappeared thirteen years ago, and it had turned his father into an unemployed alcoholic. It had taken nine years for Jo Jo to finally find out what had happened to her, and the truth of her death had shaken the town to its core.

"I feel bad for them, too. But I don't know how to be around them knowing what I know. They deserve a moment of peace before the truth of Luke gets around."

Jo Jo ran his hand through his short dark hair. His eyebrow piercings glinted as the afternoon sun shone through the windows. "Do you want to talk to Michele next?"

"She's still babysitting," I said. "I'll grill her tonight at home." Besides, if Jo Jo was through with her, there was no sense in forcing him to be around her.

His shoulders relaxed. "Okay, then, where to next?"

"We've got one hour before I have to be at the sheriff's. We know the Dwyers are not at the store, so we should check if Jack Trevors is working today." I clicked my teeth with my tongue. "If not, maybe you can sweet talk old Betty Freedman into giving you his home address."

Betty was ninety years old, but still sassy. She worked the cash register at the grocery store and loved to flirt with the young men who came in to shop.

"I don't think I'm her type," Jo Jo said.

"Don't sell yourself short," I teased like I would a younger brother. "Every guy under the age of sixty is her type."

Jo Jo ignored me. "I think Trevors rents an apartment down by the lakefront. Or used to, anyhow."

"If Jack isn't there, we should track down Eric. He has been working for his dad at the store lately, ever since his Uncle Elbert got the blood clot in his leg."

Mom had told Dad that Doc Smith ordered Elbert to take it easy. If the old opossum didn't take care of himself until the clot resolved, he'd have a stroke. "Okay, then, grocery store then general store."

My phone rang. Cal's name came up on the screen. I swiped a little too eagerly to accept the call. "Hey, Cal. You're on speaker with Jo Jo and me."

"Hey," he said back. "Checking in."

"Did you find out anything at Doc's?"

"Ketamine," Cal said, his voice sounded strained.

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