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  Stalked by Death

  Riley Malloy Thriller

  Book 4

  Judith A. Barrett

  DEDICATION

  Stalked by Death is dedicated to white trucks and to farm dogs and barn cats.

  PREVIOUSLY. . .

  RILEY

  My name is Riley Malloy. I’m a vet tech, and I understand animals, which must be why people call me a “dog whisperer.” Toby is my five-year-old black and brown German Shepherd-Labrador Retriever mix. He was abandoned at the veterinarian clinic where I worked. After the clinic closed, Toby and I moved to Barton, a small town in Georgia where I had spent my summers as a young girl with my Grandma. I found a new job at a fantastic animal hospital with wonderful people.

  Ben Carter is a lanky deputy with greenish hazel eyes and the love of my life. Not only is he a stellar law enforcement officer, but Ben has extensive knowledge about caring for animals from the summers he worked with his uncle, a veterinarian, but more about that later.

  After the finance manager of the local distribution company suddenly disappeared, a friend gave me a copy of the manager’s partially completed Western novel with a main character who discovered evidence of fraud. When I read the story, I understood how the storyline matched the circumstances at the local company.

  The mastermind of the fraud at the distribution center was a cold-blooded criminal who realized I could expose him and tried to kill me on three separate occasions; fortunately, he was unsuccessful.

  BEN

  Riley is brilliant, has a remarkable talent for communicating with animals, has fiery red hair, and is the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. Still, I’ll never adjust to her being the target of murderers.

  Both of us applied and were accepted by the University of Georgia veterinary program, but I realized that wasn’t where my heart was, so I applied to the Georgia Bureau of Investigation and was accepted. The GBI training center isn’t that far from UGA; Riley will become a veterinarian, and I’ll be a GBI field agent.

  Riley let me save the best for last: we were married in Barton and had two wedding receptions: one in Barton with our friends and a second one at my folks’ house with family. Some people might say we rushed into marriage too quickly, but I doubt they’d say it in front of Riley.

  CHAPTER ONE

  “What do you think Mom and Dad will say when we tell them I’m not going to veterinary school after all?” Riley asked as Ben drove to his parents’ home.

  “I have a more important question. Do you think your crime fighting days are over?” Ben peered at her over his sunglasses.

  “Absolutely. I’m a vet tech, not a what would I be? A bounty hunter? No, that’s not right. A hapless victim?” Riley giggled.

  Ben chuckled. “My damsel in distress, but don’t tell Mom because she’ll find you a long, flowing princess gown for you to wear in your castle tower, which Dad will build you in the barn loft.”

  Riley laughed then feigned a growl, “You changed the subject.”

  “Pretty slick of me, wasn’t it? They love you, Riley; they’ll be briefly disappointed because they know what a successful veterinarian you would have been, but they want what’s best for you, and so do I.” Ben smiled as he glanced at Riley. “You already knew that.”

  “I did intellectually, but I like hearing it.”

  When Riley’s phone rang, she raised her eyebrows. “It’s our real estate agent, Helen.”

  After Riley answered, Helen said, “Let me know if this is a bad time to chat. I have a few tidbits for you that I found interesting.”

  “Now is fine; Ben and I are on the way to his folks’ house.”

  “Ben asked me to find you all a place that was close to Macon; I’m not having much luck because everything is so expensive, but that’s not my interesting news. One of your mother’s old friends called me. She wanted to know whether we had heard anything from your mother or your Aunt Millie. I don’t remember her, and in fact, I don’t even think she told me her name, but I thought that was really curious coming out of the blue like that. Anyway, she said she had some of your mother’s jewelry and wanted to send it to Millie if I had her address or yours since she can’t seem to find your mother.”

  Riley snorted. It’s not likely that I’ll ever see Mother again. She left Dad and me years ago.

  “I don’t remember any of Mother’s friends; it’s been a long time since I’ve seen or heard from her.”

  “That was what I thought, but this friend was adamant that she had to get in touch with you, your mother, or Millie. I told her to send the jewelry to me, and I’d make sure you got it.”

  Riley frowned. I’m not interested in anything that belongs to Mother.

  “Thank you,” Riley said.

  Helen chuckled. “That’s not what your mother’s friend said. She told me she knew other people that would be nice enough to help her out, then she hung up on me. I thought my offer was perfectly reasonable. She didn’t even give me a chance to explain that Millie travels, and you’re in the process of moving to Macon. Tell Ben I’ll keep looking.”

  After Riley hung up, Ben asked, “What did Helen have to say?”

  “Not much; I think she just wanted to check up on us.”

  “She hovers almost as much as Mom does.” Ben smiled.

  Riley returned his smile. “Grandma use to worry about me too.”

  Ben exhaled. “Babe, I might not have realized how completely you were burned out by the four solid years of college coursework you did while you were working before we met, but it was brutal to watch you suffer through that first class then slug it out with the second class to get your prerequisites for the veterinary college behind you. The material wasn’t hard for you, but you were miserable every minute you worked on an online project or tackled the next section of assigned reading. When you told me you couldn’t continue after you completed your second class this week, I was relieved because you’ve been so down and not yourself all summer.”

  “I had hoped it didn’t show.”

  Ben grinned. “You saved me from playing my husband card and demanding that you withdraw from the veterinary college.”

  Riley giggled. “I can only imagine what your version of demanding I do anything would be; I’m so sorry I missed it.”

  Riley leaned back and gazed out the window at the passing fields of corn. “The corn’s already tasseled here.”

  “The rain we’ve had this past week helped.” Ben smiled. “Isn’t it nice to have a normal conversation without anyone shooting at you?”

  When they turned at the Carters’ driveway, Toby woke and panted in excitement as Ben parked close to the house.

  While the Labrador retriever puppies, Duffy and Finn, scrambled to the truck, Ben opened the door for Toby, then Toby and the puppies raced to the field behind the house and back as Riley climbed out of the truck. After Ben lifted out the duffel bag with their clothes, they all headed to the house with Toby in the lead.

  Jake met them at the back door with a scowl and his arms crossed.

  “Your mom is thrilled you’re coming to visit for the weekend. What’s wrong?”

  Riley’s eyes widened when Ben laughed. “Riley, he’s fishing for a confession. You first.”

  “Your son just threw me under the bus again,” Riley growled as she pushed her way past Ben into the house.

  “I noticed she still didn’t answer my question,” Jake said as he followed Ben inside.

  “She’s good,” Ben said.

  Riley put her nose in the air as the two tall men strode past her, then she rushed to hug Melissa, who was a few inches taller than she was but curvy like Riley. Melissa’s halo of curly gray hair in her short, dark brown hair sp
arkled when she was in the sunlight.

  “Are they badgering you, honey?” Melissa asked.

  “Don’t answer until I get back,” Ben called out as he carried their duffel bag upstairs. “If you hold out, you’ll be bribed with cookies.”

  “I thought we could have a lovely chat after dinner with wine, beer, snacks, and cookies in front of a roaring fire in the fireplace,” Riley said.

  “Roaring fire? It’s the middle of July; are you suffering from heatstroke? I’ll get you a cool cloth to put on your forehead,” Melissa said.

  “I think I went a little overboard,” Riley said.

  Melissa snorted. “You can have wine or beer and snacks in this overheated kitchen, and we’ll have that little chat; you can have cookies as soon as you tell me what’s going on.”

  Ben raced down the stairs and joined them. “Did I miss anything?”

  “Mom’s holding out on the cookies,” Riley said.

  Jake opened two beers and handed one to Ben before he poured two glasses of wine for Melissa and Riley then pulled out their snack from the refrigerator. He set a platter of cheese, crackers, and smoked venison summer sausage on the table along with a jar of hot mustard and a spoon. “Your mom isn’t all that into intrigue; have you noticed?”

  Melissa gave everyone a small plate and a napkin before she returned to the stove and stirred the simmering pot of chili. “I’m listening.”

  Riley tasted a tiny nibble of summer sausage then created a sandwich by putting it between two squares of cheese before she sipped her wine.

  “I finished my last online class and realized I can’t continue.”

  “Riley spent the past four years studying for her bachelor’s degree while working full-time before she moved to Barton,” Ben added.

  Melissa joined them at the table and peered at Riley. “You’re totally burned out as far as any more classes are concerned, aren’t you?”

  Tears slipped down Riley’s cheeks. “I really am, but it’s more than that; I don’t want to run a business by myself or be less mobile as far as going where Ben goes, but Doc Julie Rae, Ms. Lindsey, and their friends went to great lengths for me to take away any obstacles when Ben and I were going to attend together; I hate to let them down.”

  “What do you want to do?” Jake asked.

  “I want Ben to complete his training, and I want to work as a vet tech,” Riley said.

  “Ben?” Jake asked.

  “I want what makes Riley happy.”

  “I raised him right, didn’t I?” Jake winked at Melissa.

  She rolled her eyes. “Yes, honey, you did. So, how do we make that work?”

  “Doc Julie Rae has excellent contacts. She could find me a vet tech position in Macon, but I’m not sure I’m prepared mentally to work somewhere for four months then move on quite yet.” Riley sighed. “I sound like a diva, don’t I?”

  “Your Uncle Seth is drowning in work and is desperate for a good vet tech or a willing eight-year-old,” Jake said.

  Melissa tapped his arm. “Jake!”

  He shrugged. “Blame Seth: that’s what he told me.”

  Ben grinned. “I started going on farm visits with Uncle Seth when I was eight, but how would that work? The training center is two hours from here.”

  “What do you think, Riley?” Melissa asked.

  “We need to understand the logistics before I talk to Uncle Seth,” she said. “I talked to him at the wedding reception; I think he’d be amenable, but we need to iron out the details.”

  “What about farm visits? That’s where Seth needs the help,” Jake said.

  Riley smiled. “Uncle Seth knows I have very limited farm experience; he told me he enjoys teaching, and I love learning, although it might not look like it right now, but using my skills to learn is different.”

  Jake rose and carried his beer to the back door. “I’ve got some work to do in the barn; are you coming, Ben?”

  Riley side-glanced at Melissa, who smiled.

  Ben frowned then glanced at Riley, who nodded.

  “Sure, Dad.” Ben carried his beer to the door, then the two men left.

  “Ben’s going to get a Dad talk, isn’t he?” Riley asked.

  “Sure is. Princess is out there; maybe we can get the details from her later.” Melissa’s eyes twinkled as she smiled. “While I’m thinking of it, Mugsy called me yesterday. She wants you to be sure to drop by to see her at the coffee shop when you came to town. Give her a call; we could probably drop by in the morning, if you like.”

  When Riley called, Mugsy answered, “Big Mug Coffee Shop; it’s about time you called, Short-stuff. Cookie and I thought you’d gone all high-falutin’ and had forgotten about us.”

  Riley giggled. “Want some company tomorrow morning? Mom and I thought we’d come see you.”

  “Cookie and I found an envelope that may or may not be important. I’ll have a fresh pot of coffee waiting for you.” Mugsy hung up.

  “She’ll have a fresh pot for us,” Riley said.

  “I need to do a little grocery shopping too, so if you and Mugsy want to catch up on news, you can have all the time you need,” Melissa said.

  * * *

  When they strolled into the barn, Ben said, “I know you’re in here, Princess; we’re planning on having a private discussion, so you’re on notice that you can’t tell Riley or Mom any details.”

  Princess leapt down from the hayloft and rubbed against Ben’s legs.

  Jake stared at Princess as she flipped her tail before she left the barn. “I keep forgetting how much Princess understands you.” Jake took a drink of beer then sat on his bench. “I had an idea, but I didn’t want to bring it up until you and I had a chance to talk it over.”

  “I might know what it is. Riley could stay with you and Mom while she works with Uncle Seth. She’d love to have more hands-on experience with large animals; she told me she was the only vet tech that would go with Dr. Truman on the occasional farm visits outside of the town of Pomeroy, and I know how much she loved going to Lindsey’s farm with Doc Julie Rae. The problem is mine, though; Macon is two hours from here, and I need to be available from early morning until late at night for four months until I complete the certification. I’d have weekends off, but I don’t want to see Riley only on weekends.”

  “So, what are you thinking?” Jake asked.

  “I’m not excited about Riley being alone late at night, so even if we find a place that’s closer to Macon, I’d be leaving before daylight and getting home long after dark.” Ben sighed. “I was worried about that when Helen and I talked about finding a short-term rental for us that would allow a big dog, although Helen told me Toby was the least of her worries; she was more concerned about finding an affordable short-term rental that wasn’t more than an hour away. She’s been working on it since the beginning of summer but hasn’t found anything yet.”

  “Does Riley know this?”

  Ben shook his head. “I didn’t want to add to her stress.”

  “So, what do you think?”

  “Riley spent twelve weeks in agony, so she could complete those courses. She was on the computer when I woke up and stayed on until she went to work, which was after I did. She cooked, and we ate supper, then she was on her computer when I went to bed, so I don’t know how many hours of sleep she got each night. Seems like with a strong model like that, I could certainly spend sixteen weeks learning and enjoying what I was doing.”

  As the two men strolled to the house, Jake asked, “What do you think Riley’s going to say?”

  Ben snorted. “Something unpredictable.”

  * * *

  Riley smiled when Ben and Jake came inside. “Toby, Duffy, Finn, and I were on our way out to tell you that supper will be on the table after you wash your hands.”

  Riley opened the door, and the three dogs rushed out. Princess sat near the stove, and meowed.

  “Princess said to hurry up.” Melis
sa chuckled.

  “Traitor,” Ben muttered as he headed to the sink to wash his hands.

  Princess licked her paw and preened, and Riley giggled as she poured four glasses of sweet tea.

  After Ben dried his hands, he stepped behind Riley as she set the glasses on the table. He wrapped his arms around her and whispered, “Princess makes up stories.”

  Riley turned around and held his face with her hands. “You poor thing.”

  Ben grumbled, “Don’t you dare say, ‘Bless your heart.’”

  Riley kissed his grumpy face on the mouth, then she and Melissa laughed.

  “What’s going on?” Jake asked as he sat at the table.

  Ben scowled. “Ask Princess.”

  “Ouch,” Jake said, and Ben nodded.

  After they ate, Melissa said, “I made a cheesecake with peach topping. Who’s game?”

  Ben cleared the table while Jake sliced the cheesecake, and Riley put the dessert plates and forks in front of Jake.

  While they ate, Ben asked, “What did Princess say?”

  “She told me that you came up with a solution that did not involve a bath for her.” Riley placed her last forkful of cheesecake into her mouth. “This is so good, Mom.”

  Princess meowed as she leapt onto Ben’s lap, and he stroked her back. “Well played, Princess; you got me good.”

  After Ben explained his idea, Riley said, “It’s not the perfect solution, but it’s doable for sixteen weeks. We’ll need to use the downstairs bedroom, so Mom won’t hear you sneaking up the stairs to my bedroom on Friday nights. What do you think, Mom?”

  “I think you should take the upstairs bedroom, so I can wake up Jake to tell him Ben is trying to sneak into your bedroom.”

  Jake rose and put his plate in the sink. “You two are a mess. Ben, you’re on your own from here.” He chuckled as he went outside.

  “What do we need to do?” Riley asked.

  “I’ll need to sign up for the onsite lodging and dining, and I can do that online if we’re sure this is what we want to do. Dad probably is calling Uncle Seth right now,” Ben said.