Chapter 4The Rabbit's Trap

Outside apartment 1601.

I took a deep breath and knocked.

A moment later, Wyatt appeared.

“Boxer?!”

I shifted the dog in my arms. “Surprised?”

A radiant smile spread across Wyatt’s face. “Completely! How did you find him?”

I lied through my teeth.

“I went back down for another look after you went home. Lucky for us, he hadn’t gone far.”

Wyatt’s lips were pressed together, his eyes overflowing with a gratitude so intense I thought he might bow.

The instant he reached out to take Boxer, I squeezed the hidden plastic baggie under my shirt.

A wet patch spread across my front. I let out a gasp.

“He… he peed on me!”

Boxer turned to look at me, his expression one of pure shock, as if to say: Seduce your man, fine, but why you gotta drag me into it?

I shot him a reassuring look. Don’t worry. Once I’ve landed your brother, you’ll get a truckload of gourmet canned food.

Wyatt was mortified. “I am so, so sorry. Boxer’s never done that before. He must have been scared from getting lost. Let me buy you a new outfit.”

I waved his offer away with a magnanimous gesture. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll just go home and take a shower.”

I took two steps, then patted my pockets with a look of dawning horror.

“Uh… I was in such a rush, I forgot my keys.”

My performance was Oscar-worthy.

My sweet, unsuspecting rabbit of a target bought it completely and extended the wolf-inviting invitation.

“If you don’t mind… you can use my shower.”