Shadow Fall (Tracers Series Book 9) - Plot & Excerpts
looked around anxiously as she approached the little brick house. She counted three separate BEWARE OF DOG signs hooked to the chain-link fence, but the only barks she heard were coming from the neighbors’. She knocked on the door, and it was answered by a woman with greasy blond hair and pink, watery eyes. “Amy Leahy? I’m Special Agent Martinez. We spoke on the phone.” “Come on in. Sorry about the mess.” Her voice was low and nasal, and she pinched a tissue over her nose as she ushered M.J. inside. She wore a gray sweatshirt over pajamas, and her house smelled like Lipton Cup-a-Soup. She led M.J. to the living room, where a tissue box sat on the coffee table beside a purple yearbook. Still no sign of a dog. “Feeling any better?” M.J. asked. “No. I was going to go in anyway, but . . .” Her face crumpled, and she looked down at her bare feet. “Sorry.” She sank onto the end of the sofa beside a bunched-up nap blanket. She picked up the TV remote and muted the sound on a news broadcast.
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