“I need some help!” Wesley called.
He looked around the empty waiting area frantically. Spotting a door, he headed for it.
The door opened, and a woman stepped out. She looked at him, then at Newton. A frown filled her café au lait face, while her amber coloured eyes blazed with anger.
“What have you done to that dog?”
The fierceness of her question made Wesley’s fear increase.
“Please, help me. I don’t know what’s wrong with her.”
“Give her to me,” the woman demanded.
Wesley tightened his grip on Newton. The woman’s eyes narrowed as she sensed he wasn’t letting her go. She held open the door, then gestured.
“Fine. Bring her back here.”
Wesley walked through the door and waited for the woman to pass him. He followed her down a long hallway and into a room. Putting Newton down on the table, he watched her every move closely. The woman quickly hooked Newton up to a machine to monitor her pulse, then took a blood sample.
The woman looked at him. “Wait here while I check this.”
Wesley nodded. The woman left. He leaned over Newton. She opened her eyes and barked weakly. Tears burned Wesley’s eyes.
“I don’t know what I would do if anything happened to you.” He touched her muzzle.
Newton butted his hand and licked his arm. Wesley hugged her. Newton sighed and snuggled into him. He listened to her breathing as she slept. A sound made him look back.
The woman stood in the doorway looking at him. “It’s as I suspected. Your dog has been drugged.”
“Drugged?”
“Drugged. Now we need to know, Mr. McCarty, is how.”
The fierce tone she used captured his attention. Then it registered what she had said.
Wesley stood slowly. “How do you know my name?”
The woman arched an eyebrow at his question. Wesley moved subtly and waited to see what she would do.
“We knew the moment you arrived in Blackstone, Mr. McCarty.”
Wesley tensed at her statement.
The woman continued. “Besides, my sister owns Blackstone Bungalows.”
Wesley tried to remember how they had ended up there. Nothing came to him. He didn’t even remember checking in.
“My sister mentioned that your dog looked sick. I was on my way to check on her.”
“Why would you come to check on my dog? You don’t even know me.” Wesley frowned.
“All animals in these parts are my responsibility.” The woman got an unfathomable look on her face.
Wesley didn’t understand what was going on.
The woman put out her hand. “I’m Dr. Grayson.”
Wesley took her hand and shook it. A weird look came over her face, then was gone. He blinked, wondering if he imagined it.
Dr. Grayson walked over to Newton and hung the bag she held. Wesley hadn’t seen it in her hand. A feeling of unease filled him as he watched the doctor.
“What’s that?”
“Saline to help flush the chemicals out of her system. There is nothing else we can do. She’ll have to sleep it off. How did she get drugged, Mr. McCarty?”
She slipped in the question so easily, Wesley answered automatically.
“I don’t know. I don’t even kn—” He cut himself off, realising what he had almost said.
“You ‘don’t even know’ what?” Dr. Grayson turned and looked at him, her eyes intense.
Wesley tried to pull himself out of her compelling gaze.
Dr. Grayson gasped, then stumbled back.
Wesley reached for her.
She put up a shaking hand and waved away his help. “I’m fine. Focus on Newton.”
Newton barked and he looked at her. He glanced up and saw Dr. Grayson was gone.
“Let that run for a few hours then you can take Newton and go.” Dr. Grayson said.
He looked at the door and saw her standing there watching him. Wesley narrowed his eyes. “That’s it? What kind of vet are you? You don’t even know if I was the one who hurt her, and you’re letting me take her.”
“You’re not the one who drugged her.” Dr. Grayson got the same fathomless look on her face then turned to leave.
“How do you know that?” Wesley took a step towards her.
She turned, a serene look on her face, and gestured at Newton. “She would have told me.” Her face went cold. “And if you had been the one, then you would answer to me.”
Speechless, Wesley watched her leave. Newton barked, and he went over to her. He patted her and looked at the empty doorway.
“She’s one spooky lady.”
Newton barked in agreement.
Wesley glanced at her and frowned. “Am I losing my mind? What’s happening to me?” There was anguish in his tone.
Newton licked his hand and whined.
Wesley gripped her fur. “First we take care of you. Then we head over to Ian’s.”
He pulled his chair closer and watched her.
Newton watched him in return.
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