THE MYSTERY BEGAN ON PAGE 2
A GIRL'S BEST FRIEND
(MAGGIE BROOKLYN MYSTERY)
LESLIE MARGOLIS
When he checked on Mitsy she
stared right back at him, dark eyes anxious. Like she smelled something
dangerous.
So he grabbed an ice tea, plain
and simple. Headed for the cash register. Paid. Stepped outside and gasped.
Mitsy's leash still dangled from
the meter, the knot tied tight.
But Mitsy? She was gone.
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