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“We should start slow. One day a week perhaps. Let’s ride with training wheels.” The more Mrs. Quinn spoke the more comfortable I became.

“We can do a half day a week,” I said. In my head, I pictured the dogs needing more of an adjustment period than the humans, though that might not have been fair. All of them had been through some sort of trauma. They already had a connection to build on. And not only that, we couldn’t have a group of women just arrive on site and need to be entertained for a whole day. “I’m thinking that maybe just one or two women could come initially. And perhaps ask around to see which women would most like to go. From my experience, women who are frightened of dogs often cause the dogs around them to be just as nervous, and sometimes the anxious dog would act out.”

“Aggressively?” Mrs. Quinn asked.

I smiled. “Not intentionally, and if we just bring out the calmer dogs into our front room, those who have been with us for a little longer and have happy human interactions, we should be fine.”

“Oh good. That sounds manageable.”

“And dogs do sleep a lot during the day too, so they may only have an hour of entertainment in them.” I rolled my eyes, which made Mrs. Quinn and Vivian laugh.

“Our new van arrives late next week. A trip to the rescue would be the perfect maiden voyage.” Mrs. Quinn was practical and thoughtful.

“Should they go to you or to us?” Vivian asked.

I hoped in a couple of weeks, all of our dogs would be back together again. “Let’s plan on the rescue. Any day of the week works for us, but I’d recommend sometime after breakfast and before dinner. Mealtimes get kinda hectic.”

There was a reason I hadn’t let Sadie tag along today. That girl would’ve already investigated this whole building. I absolutely adored her stubborn self.

“We have the makings of a plan,” Mrs. Quinn said. “Would you like a tour of our facility? Or do you need to get back?”

“I’d love to have a look.”

“This is going to be perfect.” Vivian clapped her hands, ever the optimist.

Mrs. Quinn stood and nodded. “I have a feeling you’re right.”

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Teague

“Yo.Thought I might find you here.”

The doorbell chimed as Burke walked into Grey Paws. I hadn’t spent the night here, but as soon as I’d gotten up, I’d headed over.

“I had no idea you liked me so much you’d search the city for me.” I slapped his hand and pulled him in for a bro hug.

“He’s here for me,” Miss Adeline called from the back.

“You know it, sweetheart,” he hollered back.

A few dogs rushed over and swarmed his feet. He stooped to pet them as they jockeyed for position.

“What’s up?” I motioned to the desk for him to sit on in case Miss Adeline came back to her chair.

The piece of furniture creaked with both of our weight on it. Under our full weights, it probably would have collapsed.

“Guess you need to lay off the donuts.” He punched me in the arm.

“I’m not the only one.”

I missed the constant ribbing of the guys.

His expression turned serious and he lowered his voice. “Ellen got the autopsy back.”

I straightened. “Yeah? What did it say?”

My pulse thrummed faster. Burke had me believing in his murder theories.

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