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I’m not normally a morning person, yet I was up even before my phone buzzed at me to get out of bed at five o’clock. I did my best to pull on clothes and a light jacket—being near the water was still chilly even in the summertime—and crept past Maggie snoring softly on the couch. I spotted Beau lounging on the back of the furniture.
“Oy, come along you. I need your help today,” I whispered and held out an arm for him.
He blinked twice at me before crawling along the back of the couch and up my arm. He nestled against my neck and the familiar weight of him buoyed me as I went in search of a potential killer and thief. Main Street was appropriately deserted at this hour. Most businesses didn’t open until eight or nine and their owners didn’t live far from them. There was no need for th
