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I thought about calling Dad and letting him know what happened, but he’d be mad that I hadn’t invited him along. It had occurred to me, but I knew that one Wilde on the scene was probably enough to annoy the police. Plus, I’d just thrown the whole thing in his lap about Uncle Phil’s philanthropic endeavors. I’d fill him in later about the needle in the haystack search.
I got my laptop and work satchel out of the truck and headed into the mod. Technically I was still on the clock for Wilde Accounting. I went no farther than the kitchen where I set up my s******g-new laptop on the table.
“YOW!”
“He’s been fed,” Aunt Lin said walking into the kitchen. “How he can eat that stinky stuff is beyond me. Today it was some kind of chicken liver combo.”
“Yow!”
“Nice try, buster,” she sai
