Wordle #1102 – SAVOR
“Hi, Lola,” I croon to her sweetly, but she’s not having it.
Lola drops the doll and begins to really bark in earnest. Sharp, loud yips that trail off into trilling howls, like she’s savoring the sound of her own voice as it reverberates through the entryway.
“Shhh, Lola, stop! It’s okay, it’s just me.”
I pull down the hood and mask, pocketing my sunglasses, but I’m not confident she’ll recognize me. Even if she does, she might just go on barking anyway—I’ve seen her bark at her own shadow, more than once.
To my surprise, and relief, Lola stops. She lets out one last half-hearted “woof” before tentatively wagging her tail.
“Good girl,” I say, and I mean it for maybe the very first time. “Okay… now what?”
It’s been several weeks since Roy was murdered, so Bree has had more than enough time to dispose of or cover up any incriminating evidence. Still, I think I should check out the scene of the crime. That’s like Murder Investigation 101, right?
I make my way up the stairs toward the second floor, careful not to disturb anything, with Lola following curiously at my heels.
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