My Sister's Grave by Robert Dugoni

Author:Robert Dugoni [Dugoni, Robert]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Mystery, Contemporary, Thriller, Suspense
ISBN: 9781477825570
Amazon: 1477825576
Goodreads: 22744701
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Published: 2014-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

From the look on Dan’s face, Tracy was convinced Rex had died. He sat in the reception area with his elbows propped on his knees, his hands beneath his chin. Sherlock lay on the floor in front of him, head resting on his paws, eyes looking up from beneath a worried brow.

“Have you heard anything?” she asked.

Dan shook his head.

“Calloway just came by,” she said. “He’s going to ask around, see if anyone was mouthing off. And he’s going to get someone to board up the window.”

Dan didn’t respond.

“You want a cup of coffee?” Tracy asked.

“No,” he said.

She sat in the chair beside him, the silence uncomfortable. After a minute, she reached out and touched his arm. “Dan, I don’t know what to say. I shouldn’t have brought you into this. It wasn’t fair to you. I’m sorry.”

Dan stared at the floor, seemingly giving her words consideration.

“Look if you want to bow out . . .”

Dan turned his head and looked at her. “I got involved because a childhood friend asked me to take a look. I took the case though because what I found didn’t make sense, and it appears that an innocent man may have been railroaded. If that’s true it means someone got away with murder, someone who lived or still lives in this town. I’ve chosen to live here again. This is my home now, Tracy, for better or for worse, and it was better once, wasn’t it?”

“Yes, it was,” she said, recalling that Calloway and DeAngelo Finn had said very much the same thing.

“I’m not trying to get back what we had growing up. I know that was a long time ago, but maybe . . .” He blew out a breath. “I don’t know.”

Tracy didn’t push him. They sat in silence.

Forty-five minutes after they’d brought Rex in, an interior door to the left of the reception counter opened and the veterinarian entered. Tall and rangy, he looked like he was seventeen. He made Tracy feel old. She and Dan stood. Sherlock lurched to his feet.

“You got some dog there, Mr. O’Leary.”

“Is he going to be all right?”

“It looked worse than it is. The buckshot did some damage, but it was mostly superficial, in part because he’s so darn muscular.”

Dan heaved a sigh of relief, removed his glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose. His voice shook. “Thank you. Thank you for everything.”

“We’re going to keep him sedated to keep him quiet. We can do that better here. I’d say maybe day after tomorrow you can take him home, if you think you can keep him down.”

“I have a hearing starting. I’m afraid I’m not going to be home much the next few days.”

“We can keep him here. Just let us know what you decide.” The veterinarian took Sherlock’s head in his hands. “You want to see your buddy now?”

Sherlock’s tail began to whip the air. He shook free his head, ears flopping and chain collar rattling. He and Dan followed the veterinarian, but Tracy held back, feeling this was not her place.

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