Chapter Seventeen
Though we hadn’t done anything criminal, we both jumped about ten feet when there was a rapping on the window of the side door.
I glanced at Leah, who frowned. “I think the fuzz is onto us.”
Praying that it wouldn’t be Ramirez paying us a surprise visit did no good. Still, I allowed Leah do the honors, noting the downturn of her mouth as she peeked through the blinds before tossing the door open.
“Well, hell-o, Detective Ramirez. So nice of you to stop by and bring us lattes and donuts. Unfortunately, my pal and I were just on our way out.”
She blocked him from entering but I gave a small wave and a half smile, belatedly realizing I had never bothered looking in a mirror since I’d tumbled out of bed.
Not to mention, brushed my fuzzy teeth.
Ramirez glanced from one
