Chapter 6
I got home first and decided to make enchiladas for dinner. We liked them made with just a mixture of Mexican cheeses and verde sauce. So I added a few sliced black olives into the cheese, poured the canned sauce over the tortillas, and stuck the casserole dish in the oven. I usually baked it an hour or so.
It was just as I was setting the timer that Scott opened the front door and entered our house. He looked a bit beat and kind of…
“Wait. Why are you covered in dirt and grime and…you smell!”
“Er. Yeah. I sort of went Dumpster-diving.”
“What?”
He laughed. Kind of painfully. “Long story. Mantegna and I got called to an alley behind the mall because of a DB.”
“Was the body in the Dumpster?”
“Beside it. Evidence was in the…you know what? I’m tired and I desperately need a s
