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Rose pulled up outside the veterinary clinic the next morning, humming. The sun had only just come up, but she had things to do. She’d reluctantly left a naked, passed out Colt in bed, but it couldn’t be helped. Today was her last day to finish setting up before officially opening the clinic.
She got out and opened her trunk, grabbing a stack of Halloween decorations. She wanted to fit in with Catahoula Creek, and she figured decorating her office to match the town’s graveyard decor couldn’t hurt.
She walked the stack over to the front door, then set them aside and went back to the car for the rest.
She reached into the trunk to get a second armload of supplies, but as she was straightening up, she noticed a shadow fall behind her. Adrenaline started pumping through her veins at the
