The Wrong Dog
A Rachel Alexander Mystery
Chapter OneYou Can Say That Again, She Said
I was doing the acrostic when the phone
rang. I let the machine pick up. The dog on the tape barked
three times. Someone sighed. I knew what that meant.
"Alexander," I said into the receiver, turning the puzzle
sideways so that I could take notes in the margin.
She said her name was Sophie Gordon and that someone
who knew someone had given her my name. She
waited then. I did, too. I turned the puzzle back the right
way and filled in the answer to G, a four-letter word for the
thread Theseus used to find his way out of the labyrinth.
The line was still silent. She seemed to need help getting
started.
"Who's dead?" I asked.
"Sorry?" she said. "My dog was shoving her leash onto
my lap and knocked the phone out of my hand."
I repeated my question.
"Oh, no one. This isn't that sort of case."
"What sort is it?"
"I need you to find someone."
"A relative?"
"It's a rather long story, and complicated, but Bianca
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