Asking Fur Trouble by Ally Roberts

Author:Ally Roberts [Roberts, Ally]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: AR Publishing
Published: 2018-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

EIGHTEEN

I didn’t go on a statue hunt.

Mostly because I didn’t have a clue where to look. Sweetwater Island might be my hometown, but I hadn’t lived there in a dozen years, and trying to figure out who might have taken a statue from Caroline Ford's house or where they would have stashed it was a mystery.

I had my suspicions, of course. Based on everything I knew at that moment, I was ready to venture a guess that Daniel might be worth a much closer look.

He made sense as a suspect. His wife was divorcing him, which he was not happy about. They fought constantly, so it was clear that he could be provoked. And Amber had heard them arguing the day before I found Caroline. Couple those things with the fact that Daniel had access to the house, and therefore the statue, and it seemed like a pretty cut and dry case to me.

I wasn’t advocating he be arrested, of course. There was a lot of investigating to do. But it seemed like he should be considered suspect number one, not me.

And I was determined to let Chief Ritter and Detective Simcoe know this.

Which was why I was currently on my way to the Sweetwater Island police station.

It had taken me a while to come to the decision that going directly to law enforcement with the information was the best route. I wasn’t in any position to investigate—and I didn’t know what I was doing, either. Besides, if I showed up there and offered information, they would see that I was both making myself available and being as transparent as possible. I was hiding nothing from them.

Yes, going to them was the right thing to do.

The only thing to do.

The police station was on the main road on the island, Claymont Street, a cozy mile-long stretch that housed the heart and soul of Sweetwater. Clancy’s was on the far end of the road, closest to the beach, along with a few other restaurants. Plenty of new businesses now occupied the buildings, stores that hadn’t been there when I was growing up. It looked as though things had changed far more than I’d realized during my initial cursory drive through downtown. I noticed a teashop, an olive oil and spices store, a secondhand shop that looked like it was filled with all manner of shabby chic, repurposed furniture, and a cupcake shop that I was almost tempted to stop at before continuing on to the station.

“Not now,” I mumbled to myself. A nice cupcake could be my reward, I thought. Turn over the information I had, get myself out from any suspicion, and then celebrate with a double chocolate cupcake.

Finally, I reached the police station, a single-level brick building that was adjacent to City Hall. Twin palm trees were planted out front on either side of the entrance, their fronds blowing in the breeze, and neatly trimmed hedges surrounded the building.

I parked in one of the visitor spots and got out of my car.

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