Chapter 1
This was the best thing to happen to Orville Stone since the thick-mustachioed man who ran the deli had had his gold wristwatch stolen. Of course it hadn’t actually been stolen--Mr. Bianchi had dropped it in a delivery order. That had made for some very interesting door-to-door investigating, and very awkward searching of raw meat. Orville grinned as he smoothed his fingers through the bundle of fur in his arms. Juniper Addington’s ‘sure to be a prize-winner’ kitten, Princess, had gone missing just hours earlier.
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