Kill Smartie Breedlove (a Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
said Shep. “One. Two. Three.”Grasping the edges of Smartie’s down comforter, he and Penn Hewitt heaved the two hundred-forty-pound burden of Twinkie’s carcass into a biohazard bin in the back of Hewitt’s truck.“Geezes balls,” said Hewitt. “What kind of dog was that?”“Big,” Shep managed between labored grasps of air.Hewitt, who was pretty big himself and a younger man than Shep, was barely winded. Hopping up into the truck, he collected the top of the plastic bag that lined the bin and sealed it with yellow tape. Before he hopped down, he gave the bag a gentle pat.“Poor dude,” he said sadly. “Seemed like she was pretty attached to him, too.”Shep nodded, panting, leaning forward with his hands on his knees. “So the guy who tried to off himself came back and offed the dog?” Hewitt hefted a steam cleaner from a rack. “She better get rid of that asshole. I see this kinda thing all the time. First trip, it’s ‘Oh, no, officer, it was just a misunderstanding.’ Second trip, ‘Huh-uh, he swears it’ll never happen again.’ Third trip, I’m scraping the chick’s liver off the wall.”“Did you speak to her about…”
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