WILD ABOUT SAFFRON, by Marcia AdairA rib bone and what looked like human toes lay in the tall grass at the edge of the cabin. Guarding the find was a sleek Dachshund with dirt on her muzzle and bared teeth. Her eyes flashed with feral excitement, and a soft growl rose in her throat.
“Come on, Ruby. Be a good girl, and let me see what you’ve got there. How about I trade you for a yummy pastrami on rye?” Sheriff Amy Finley waved her sandwich toward the dog, letting the aroma work its magic. As Ruby wagged her tail approvingly and approached, the sheriff tossed the bribe twenty feet into the weeds and watched with satisfaction as the dog dashed after it. She moved quickly to secure the area with crime scene tape.
“No, no, no. What are you feeding her? Ruby is on a very special diet.” Trudy
