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The Cupid Phone Tree
“Neil, please,” a graying redhead with a merry twinkle in his eye said. “It’s such a pleasure to meet you. We’ve all heard about you. Such an accomplishment. Alex Valois.”
We found Neil and his four completely innocent pod members at a picnic table. We’d approached them from downwind, so Boone had gotten a good sniff before we’d come anywhere close to them. I’d asked if he was getting five cupids (yes) and were any of them our guy (no).
Simple enough, if only the rest of the interviews went so well.
They had a gorgeous spread laid out…because a murder investigation was a great time to throw a picnic?
And what was with these cupids and their bizarre awe of my boyfriend? And their even weirder praise of me for nabbing him. Like he was some epic trout that I’d la
