Gabby appreciated that.
“Thank you for serving as a soldier. I can tell you were one by the way you carry yourself.”
He laughed.
“Old habits die hard,” he admitted.
Yes, yes, they did.
When his phone chimed, Graham pulled it from his pocket. As soon as he saw who it was, he had to go meet the next guest in this adventure.
He honestly hoped they didn’t mind the man being around, because he knew Finn.
He.
Was.
Tenacious.
“The Detective Inspector is here to make sure that everything goes as per the council’s request,” he said.
Gabby and Tony didn’t mind if they had spectators. They’d still do their jobs the same way.
“That’s fine, Graham,” she offered.
He was grateful they were calm.
“I’ll send him down and tell him to be on his best behavior. Meanwhile, if you need anything, let me know. Bark and I are going to go let the horses out into the field, and feed the goats.”
She kissed her dog on its head.
“Be good, and don’t pee anywhere but outside!” she warned.
The dog just barked.
To reassure her, so she wasn’t stressed about that too, Graham took a chance and patted her on the back.
“I’ll keep an eye on him. Do you mind if I run into town with him?” he asked. “I can get him a thick steak at the butcher’s.”
She shook her head.
Oh, well, Bark was going to toss her over for an ex-soldier who fed him steaks.
Bet on it.
“Someone is spoiled,” she said, smiling. “I don’t mind if you take him with you. His leash is in my room. He doesn’t bite, which is his only redeeming quality.”
Well, he wasn’t shocked.
This dog was a good boy.
He could tell by how he acted. He was a little ball of fluff with a sweet side.
“I’ll take good care of him,” he promised.
As he walked away, Tony was pulling on gloves. He saw something in the one crypt when he pointed his flashlight at it.
Now, he needed to inspect it.