Beaver didn’t turn toward the house or enter. She stood there, just in front of the door, looking intently over her shoulder. They all stood there for a moment, frozen, wondering what was going on.
She would sleep on her usual schedule, and get up, and make muffins, and everything would be okay again. She hoped. She really hoped.
Vic nodded slowly as she wrapped up Mary Lou’s purchases. “I suppose so. One of the problems living in a small town. Everybody knows everybody else’s business.”
“Terry and K9 took him down. Just like an episode of Cops on TV,” Melissa told them eagerly. “We’re not used to such dramatic take-downs in Bald Eagle Falls.”
He sighed in exasperation. “Some departments have leaks. This one has a fire hose.
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