In The Doghouse: Chapter Five
When asked about the racing event previously discussed, Dr. Soto received a momentary widening of the eyes and an emphatic exhalation from the dog sitting across from her. Reid stretched his arms out over the back of the couch and leaned back into it...
Valium & Vodka: Chapter Three
It was a thirty minute drive from Reid's home in Glendale to Santa Monica, where all the guys from Doghouse were hamming it up with potential clients, schmoozing with the ladies, and downing drink after overpriced drink. Anxiety welled up inside...
In The Doghouse: Chapter Three
Vance was no-billed. In light of the evidence and testimonies of DPE employees, the grand jury did not see fit to indict the pit bull on homicide charges. When the verdict was read, Vance sighed with a breath he'd been holding since he learned that...
In The Doghouse: Chapter Ten
Cruel and unusual punishment, thy name is a crying baby. Vance awoke at the ungodly hour of zero-two-hundred, red-eyed and hoping that Blaine would shuffle out of bed and tend to Kaitlin, who was calling for them in the way babies do for the third...
In The Doghouse: Chapter Thirteen
"That can't be good." Reid muttered to himself, pulling to a stop in his truck in front of Vance's modest, suburban home. Vance's Supra was parked in the haphazard way not uncommonly seen amongst the habitually drunk. Half in the driveway, half in the...
In The Doghouse: Chapter Four
Reid stood there, his face frozen in the same smile he'd worn the moment he reached out to shake her hand. Slowly, the corners wilted, and his affable grin turned into a queasy, borderline creepy display of his teeth. Vance blinked, and Lucy took on a...
Valium & Vodka: Chapter Four
The fitting lyrics of a sad, country dirge stirred Reid from his sleep in a puddle of drool, and he groped for his phone, finding the device a few seconds too late to answer a phone call from a phone number he didn't even know. He groaned and rolled...
Valium & Vodka: Chapter Seven
By the time Reid had completed his morning routine, he'd cut his time down so much that he'd left none for breakfast at home. Shrug. He'd pick up a breakfast taco at the corner grocery on the way; they always gave him wicked bad gas, but with the...
Valium & Vodka: Chapter Nine
Kelvin had slept soundly, once he'd finally cried himself to sleep. Sunlight beat his alarm by five minutes, and the Shiba Inu sat up on the couch, his back aching dully from the piece of furniture that was probably older than he was. He grabbed the...
Valium & Vodka: Chapter Eleven
Reid's brain had gone into hyperdrive. Tan-furred hands quivered and shook like those of a man three times his age as he tried to push a 13mm deep socket onto a hex nut holding an exhaust manifold in place. He could hear the tool laughing at...
Valium & Vodka: Chapter Twelve
The emptiness of the apartment breathed with an air of death's presence in Kelvin's life when he woke up in Reid's bed. It smelled like him, which was why after nearly falling asleep at the wheel on his way back to the apartment, Kelvin had crashed...
Valium & Vodka: Chapter Thirteen
Kelvin shot straight up in bed, damp with a chilling sweat. A breath and a half later he turned to see Reid lying peacefully beside him. He reached out with a cautious hand and placed it on the heeler's arm, sighing with relief to feel the telltale...