The detective frowned while he started his car. "About that... After we go see Mrs. Salmon, I think you should stay out of this for your own protection. You've helped me enough."
With only five more hours until the witching hour and a growing list of suspects? Yeah, no. Still, I did the same weird head shimmy I had earlier for Studmuffin to act like I'd understood the detective.
He didn't look like he believed me. Smart man.
"Ready to go see Mrs. Salmon?" he asked anyway.
I strapped Studmuffin and me in and nodded. During the ride, I used my voice-to-text app to list all our suspects. Or at least the ones I kind of knew the names of.
Mrs. Salmon chased after RaeRae by car after RaeRae nearly hit her poodle.
RaeRae's third ex-husband shifty. Ran from Detective Palmer. Owns a
