Dial C for Chihuahua (Barking Detective Mysteries Book 1)
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"I am Pepe. But you can call me el Jefe."
Pepe may have soft white fur, big brown eyes, and mucho attitude--but he's no furry fashion fad. Pepe can talk--even if his new owner, Geri Sullivan, seems to be the only person who can understand him.
When Geri takes on her first assignment for a quirky investigator named Jimmy G and stumbles over a Seattle millionaire's corpse, Pepe proves to be worth his weight in liver treats. Suspicion falls on the not-so-grieving widow, who wants to finance a reality TV show, Dancing With Dogs.
Normally, Pepe wouldn't be caught muerte in a sparkly costume. However, he has to sniff out the real killer and keep Geri safe. Lesser dogs might flinch. But Pepe isn't the kind to turn tail and run. . .
"Pepe is one cool sleuth. I really loved this book." --Leslie Meier, author of the Lucy Stone mysteries
"Readers will sit up and beg for more." --Sushi the Shih Tzu, canine star of the Trash 'n' Treasures mysteries by Barbara Allan
"A fun and breezy mystery." –Jennie Bentley
Waverly Curtis is the joint byline for the mystery writing team Waverly Fitzgerald and Curtis Colbert.
Waverly Fitzgerald is the author of four historical romances under the name Nancy Fitzgerald. She has taught writing classes at the UCLA Writers Program, the University of Washington Extension, and regional conferences. She currently teaches at Richard Hugo House, the literary arts center in Seattle. She lives in Seattle with her daughter, Shaw, and Shaw's Chihuahua, Pepe.
Curt Colbert is the author of the Jake Rossiter and Miss Jenkins mysteries. A Seattle native, Curt is also a poet and an avid history buff. Curt and his wife, Stephanie, live in a Seattle suburb under the thrall of their cat, Esmeralda.
over my arm in the most dejected position possible. “He definitely seems to understand English,” Luis said. His mother was already back in the house with Siren Song. Pepe let out a pathetic whimper. “My mother wants me to get back to work,” Luis said. He very kindly left off the phrase about talking to snoopy strangers. I cast about for some further topic of conversation, and my eye fell on the wheelbarrow full of mulch on the driveway behind him. “Oh, I see you’re mulching all of your
he would say on the matter. Chapter 39 Rebecca was in the dining room, dining alone on pizza that was still in its cardboard box. It was an incongruous sight—the long, linen-draped table, the sparkling chandelier overhead, the sideboard glistening with crystal. And the woman hunched over a slice of pizza. She was wearing a purple velour track suit, and her dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She looked years younger without makeup. “Yum, pizza!” said Pepe. “I hope it is pepperoni.” A
I said. “It’s evidence. Don’t you know anything about crime scene investigation?” “Good one, Geri!” said Pepe. He had come back in from outside. He hesitated, swiveling his head from side to side, his ears pricked. “I think there is someone at the front door.” And then I heard it, too. A key turning in the lock. The sound of footsteps in the hall. A man whistling cheerfully. We all froze as if we had been caught doing something illegal. “Mandy! I’m back!” sang out a voice. I recognized it as
of the coffee table with a thunk. He lay there, dazed, staring up at the ceiling. I picked up his pistol and trained it on him. Pepe jumped onto Stewart’s chest and looked him straight in the eyes. “We captured you, you murdering puerco!” said Pepe. “What?” gasped Stewart. He tried to lift himself up, but gave a mighty sneeze and fell back down. “You heard me,” said Pepe. “He talked,” Stewart said. “The dog talked.” “You can hear him talk?” I was puzzled by that. Stewart was even more
do,” said Pepe. “Well, then can you tell me what Albert is saying?” I asked. I could hear a low rumble emitting from the cat’s throat. It was not a purr. “He is saying, ‘I will obey your every command, O noble and magnificent Dog,’” said Pepe. It was true I didn’t speak Cat, but I was pretty sure that wasn’t what Albert was saying. My foreboding was quickly confirmed, when, with a mighty roar, Albert launched himself off the bed and landed on top of Pepe. The next few minutes were pure