Death Indoors: Target Practice Mysteries 4 - Plot & Excerpts
Another ten points for her, and she was well on her way to outscoring her first round and hitting her goal for the first day of the tournament. Next to me, Mary's chair creaked, but I waited until her second arrow hit the center of the second target, another ten points, before I lowered my binoculars to tell the person that the seat was taken. Instead I saw Liam and threw my hand over my mouth to hide a squeal. "You're here! You're early." I threw my arms around him for a hug. He held me tight until Moo, the black-and-white Great Dane that had been sleeping on a bed on my other side, got up and wedged his blocky head between us. Liam let go to scratch Moo behind the ears. "Hey, buddy, you happy to see me?" I looked Liam over. His beard was trimmed short and professional, and so was his hair. "You cut your hair." I didn't care one way or the other--he was handsome in any form--but it was better to point out the haircut than blubber over how ridiculously happy I was that he was here. "Mom said if I wanted to ditch the Lumberjack nickname, it might help to look more professional and less wild." "I wasn't expecting you for a few more hours.
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