By then, the coffee had brewed. Garry filled two cups, handing one to Wylie, and suggested they sit in the back yard since it was a nice morning. The second he opened the back door, Ziggy made a mad dash into the yard, turned and gave them a look that said, “I’m staying out here, like it or not.” Then he went to a hole between the roots of the large tree in the corner of the yard and set to work on what Garry kidded was “His ongoing project to dig to China.”
He waited until they’d settled in two lawn chairs before asking Wylie, “What else made it a strange morning?”
“I ran into Frank Ingram when I left the house. He wanted to know why the sheriff had paid me a visit. I fudged the truth, saying it was because we found Nelly’s body. He wondered how we managed that since the cave is well hi
