Cemetery
After Dark
Now that she had two IDs on two eyeballs, she was going to be able to start piecing this together. What she needed to do was see the location of the graves, and to figure this out.
Something was definitely going on in this town, and it seemed to be tied to one place.
Saint Mary’s Cemetery.
Once she got a bead on it, she’d be able to ensure that she was able to get more focus on this person.
But that would entail a profile.
As Ivan parked on the road that winded through the cemetery, Elizabeth pulled out her phone.
And gave a warning.
“Shadow, for the love of God, don’t bark. Eagle ears will shit his fancy pants if he even smells a dog via phone call.”
Callen laughed at the absurdity and truth in that one statement. It was one-hundred percent accurate.
Ethan was over dogs, and Elizabeth was not over collecting them.
“Oh, he’s going to be cranky,” he admitted. “You’ve got a whole lot of issues on your hands as you do this tap dance. That dog is going to animal control before the night is over.”
Oh, she hoped not, but she knew how much Ethan was on team‘No More Dogs’.
He was the founder and only member.
And she got it.
Their lives were chaotic, but her dogs played a huge role in their lives. Not only did they wrangle their kids, but they kept their home safe.
And this dog was decent.
Jonathan Miller had trained his dog well. Shadow sat in the seat the whole time, and hadn’t caused any issues. They’d rolled the window down and he’d stuck his big-ass head out the window the whole time Ivan drove so he could let his doggy tongue flap in the breeze.
He was living his best life.
You could tell this was a moment for Shadow, and that he had never been in a car before.
It was fun to watch him experience it, and honestly, as of late, her life had very little fun.
“I’ll deal with Ethan,” she said, knowing that was easier said than done. “I just need to figure out how to spring this on him.”
Her new puppy was in training, and there was no way to undo that. She just hoped he’d be understanding. This dog had been through a lot.
When her phone rang, she saw it was a video call, and she declined it, quickly.
And that was why they called him Eagle ears. Ethan had an uncanny ability to call whenever you said his name. Somehow, she believed it was because of him learning Shamanism.
The man was connected on a different level.
“Oh, shit. He heard us talking,” Elizabeth muttered, redialing, but this time not on video call. “I’m so screwed,” she muttered.
Gene wasn’t saying shit.
Although, he did hope Elizabeth won on this one. Honestly, he liked dogs. It didn’t bother him one way or the other if she had a pack or not.
