It was a Great Dane mix and looked like a horse. The dog snarled, the hair on its back standing up straight. Judd had confronted dogs before, but he had never faced an animal this big. “If I were you, I’d take your hands out slowly and stay very still,” Dr. Rose said. “Princess doesn’t like unannounced company. In fact, she doesn’t like company at all.” “I have a gun,” Judd said shakily. “No, you have a pipe. I saw it in the car. Now drop it or I’m going to order Princess to—” At the sound of her name, Princess perked up her ears and Judd interrupted the man. “No! Don’t say it.” The pipe clanged on the polished, wooden floor. The dog sniffed the pipe and nudged it with her nose. Judd remained still, glancing at the back door. “Sit down,” Dr. Rose said. “Slowly. I’ll get you something to eat. You up for eggs? I make a mean omelette.” “I don’t have time. I have to get back to my friend.” Dr. Rose opened the refrigerator and pulled out some food.
