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"He's a big Rotty, not a cuddly puppy." She fanned her face with her hand.
"Dogs scare you, but dealing with human spirits is, apparently, a walk in the park." The lines around his dark eyes crinkled with amusement.
"I wasn't prepared. I forgot the cops had to shoot a guard dog when they raided this place."
"It happens. The dog was probably trained to protect the house," Zack commented.
"Guess you can't fault a businessman for protecting his assets," Sadie said.
"You can if that business is crystal meth." He combed his fingers through his dark hair that was already damp with sweat. "Man, it's hotter than hell."
