Leading Suspects - Chapter 8
Only because I love you, and I know you want it, and Mondays suck major balls, I present to you a second chapter in one day, @peetabreadgirl. Hopefully this will soothe your needless fears about Delly. ;-)
“I’ve got my eye on you, fleabag,” I mutter as I kneel on the couch backed against one of the windows and stare out at Whiskers as he slinks through Madge’s rose bushes. He lifts his head, eyes glowing eerily in the streetlights as he searches the side of the house, as though he heard me and is searching for the source of his imminent demise. I sigh and try not crawl out of my skin. It’s only been one full day back in town and I’m already going berserk.