Bold and Blue in Dog Town: (Dog Town 9) by Sandy Rideout

Author:Sandy Rideout [Rideout, Sandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Clarence Dayton tried to slam the door closed but Evie was quicker, shoving her foot in the crack. The pink sandal was in remarkably good shape, considering what it went through on Runaway Farm and now during undercover dog police work. Kinney had laughed when Evie called them her “lucky” shoes, but she was starting to reconsider her regulation work boots. Now that she was assigned to reception, her uniform wasn’t required and she could probably make an effort to dress a little better. She hadn’t worried much about her appearance, either in social work or as a dog cop. Sensible was the name of the game. But now she wondered if she’d been hiding behind her uniform and casual attire. Evie, Remi, Sasha, Ari and Andrea MacDuff managed to be fully engaged with the Rescue Mafia and look great at the same time. It seemed to open doors.

It certainly did today. Evie gave a little squeal and Clarence flung back the old oak door with a resigned sigh. “I thought we finished our business, young lady. I came out of retirement to attend your ridiculous Easter event and apparently helped save a number of exotic animals in the process. Doesn’t that earn me some peace?”

“Oh, Clarence,” Evie said, as she brushed by him and beckoned to Kinney and Remi. “How can you say no to three lovely ladies who want to visit?”

“Easy,” he grumbled. “No. And another thing? No.”

“You haven’t lost your charm,” she said, leading everyone to the kitchen. “Just be glad I brought Kinney Butterfield and Remi Malone instead of Cori.”

“I like Cori well enough,” he said, following them through his own home. “She mostly leaves me alone and when she shows up she doesn’t talk much.” He looked around at them. “You’re all talkers. I can tell.”

“I’m not,” Kinney said. “If I go a whole day without saying a word, it’s a good day.”

“Me too,” Remi said. “I have social anxiety.”

“And yet you’re both talking,” he said, shaking his head as he filled the tea kettle. “You must want something. People always want something in Dorset Hills. As if giving up my family’s estate and our legacy weren’t enough.”

“You’re right, we do want something,” Evie said. “And I’m hoping you want the same thing: to oust Mayor Bradshaw.”

The kettle overflowed but he didn’t turn off the tap. “Don’t play with an old man’s heart, Evelyn.”

“It’s just a hope and dream at this point, Clarence,” she said. “I’m hoping you can help us make it a reality.”

The three women sat around his oak table in chairs that had been abused by generations of pets. He turned off the faucet, poured out the overflow, and then put the kettle on the stove. After turning the gas on high, he turned. “Now you can talk all you want, ladies.”

Kinney put her elbows on the kitchen table. “I work for the CCD, sir.”

He raised his hand. “I know that. Let’s start by assuming I know just about everything. Being a much-pitied hermit has the effect of bringing out chatty people with casseroles and gossip.

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