The remains found here didn’t appear to be of a purebred dog either, so,…” Thomas said. The short one said, “Mr. Porn The picture showed a car in the driveway, a care-worn, inexpensive sporty coupe, the kind guys call “secretaries’ cars.”
On a social networking site, I found MarcyLeigh. She claimed the last time she saw the dog was when Matthews killed it in front of her in the living room.”
“Was that what was in my back yard?”
“The remains of Conrad’s dog were destroyed after her suicide,” Greene read from his notes. I opened the door. “Do you read the newspaper sir?”
“No. DNA or something?”
“DNA testing on an animal wouldn’t tell us much. I knew where she lived, and possibly where she still might be.
