Chapter Forty Three
Irene faltered. “For women? You mean...”
Alex lifted a hand to ward off the question. “Yes. As incredible as it sounds, he asked Ditz to work with the dog. Ditz was tight with Scirocco at the time and looked at the whole thing as an incredible joke. I caught her with the Brutus several times. She’d have a hand between the dog’s legs and be letting him sniff her. She thought it was funny.”
“Doesn’t sound funny. Sounds sick,” Irene said.
“It got sicker,” Alex put in. “We had just come back from a swim, Ditz and me. And the dog was acting strange; running around in circles. On reflection, I figure Ditz had been messing with the animal, getting him all worked up. I was on a lounger with my eyes closed when Brutus suddenly jumped on me. He had his paws on my hips and was
