Barking Detective 04 - The Chihuahua Always Sniffs Twice by Waverly Curtis

Author:Waverly Curtis [Curtis, Waverly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cozy, Dogs
ISBN: 9781617730634
Google: cEGaAwAAQBAJ
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2014-12-02T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 28

To my surprise, Hugh was still at work when Pepe and I arrived at the vet clinic, shortly after 7:00 PM. So was his assistant, Bonnie. And once again the waiting room was completely empty.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” asked Hugh when Bonnie ushered me and Pepe into his office.

“Well, it’s not such a pleasure for us,” I said.

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that,” said Hugh. “I hoped I had made a better impression on you.”

“It’s not you,” I said, blushing. “It’s just that we found some evidence, or something we think might be evidence.”

Hugh smiled. “Before we talk about that, let’s discuss something more pleasant. Since you’re still in town, I’d like to repeat my offer of dinner.”

I felt my heart flutter a little. “Well, I’m actually staying in Port Townsend tonight,” I said. “At the Floral Fantasy B&B.”

“Even better,” he said. He looked at Bonnie. “Call and make a reservation for 10:00 PM at the chef’s table at Chez Pierre in Port Townsend.” When she left the room he said, “The chef is a personal friend of mine. He’ll put together a fabulous feast for the two of us.”

“I don’t know if I should . . .” I murmured.

“It will be my treat,” Hugh insisted. Then he asked, “So what’s this about evidence?”

“I think I may have found the source of the cookies,” I said. I rummaged around in my purse for the plastic bag. “Did you keep any of them?”

“What cookies?”

“The ones that someone tried to feed to the Carpenter cocker spaniels,” I said, finally getting my finger on the plastic bag. “If you did, we can test these to see if they have the same composition. So do you still have them?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.” He pushed a button on his desk, and Bonnie came back into the room.

“I made the reservation you wanted,” she said in a pouty voice.

“Thanks,” said Hugh. “Now the question is what happened to the cookies?”

“I saw some cookies in a plastic bag in one of the exam rooms,” she said. “But they’re not there now. Maybe they got thrown out by the cleaning crew.”

I was frustrated. “So you never had them tested?”

“What for?” Hugh asked.

“For poison. Someone is poisoning lawyers. So maybe they tried to poison the dogs as well.”

“It is cyanide, for sure,” said Pepe.

“What lawyers?”

“Boswell is dead.”

“Really, Boswell?” Hugh looked dismayed at first. “When did this happen?”

“Last night,” I said.

“So, who’s the new trustee?” Hugh asked. He seemed brighter.

“What a good question!” said Pepe.

I thought it was rather odd, myself. Surely Hugh should be asking how Boswell died. But I responded to his question. “No one has a copy of the trust document. Do you, by any chance?”

“I should have one right here,” said Hugh, springing up and going over to a lateral file cabinet along the wall. He pulled the drawer open and pawed through the hanging files. He stopped. He gasped.

“What is it?” I asked.

“The trust folder is empty!” said Hugh.

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