Case of the Abandoned Bones
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While working his winery's acreage, Zack is shocked to discover a complete skeleton buried in the ground, undisturbed for decades. Suddenly, the police are taking an interest too, and Zack could be in trouble. The bones of Charles Hanson, father of notorious femme fatale, Clara Hanson, are thought to be linked to a man named Red Dawg, a miner believed to be responsible for the start of the Oregon State Gold Rush in 1850.
Did Charles Hanson discover the hidden location of Red Dawg's gold mine? Could Charlie have been silenced to keep the location a secret? And how can Zack be involved in a Pomme Valley murder that happened 50 years before he showed up! Sherlock and Watson, are on the case as they try, yet again, to keep their buddy Zack out of jail.
Readers are loving this cozy mystery series with its two indomitable dog sleuths. Zack, Jillian, and the corgis, Sherlock and Watson, are at it again in this delightful series that pulls you right in.
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Jeffrey Poole
Jeffrey M. Poole is a best-selling author who specializes in writing light-hearted cozy mystery and epic fantasy stories with a healthy dose of humor thrown in. He began as an indie author in 2010, but now has all 30+ of his titles traditionally published. Jeffrey lives in picturesque southwestern Oregon with his wife, Giliane, and their Welsh Corgi, Kinsey.Jeff's interests include archery, astronomy, archaeology, scuba diving, collecting movies, collecting swords, playing retro video games, and tinkering with any electronic gadget he can get his hands on.Proud active member of:MWA - Mystery Writers of AmericaSFWA - Science Fiction & Fantasy Writers AssociationPublisher: Secret Staircase Books, imprint of Columbine Publishing GroupMMPB Publisher: Worldwide Mystery HarlequinSeries:Corgi Case Files – cozy mysteryBakkian Chronicles, Tales of Lentari, Dragons of Andela – epic fantasyOfficial website: www.AuthorJMPoole.comFacebook: www.facebook.com/bakkianchronicles
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Case of the Abandoned Bones - Jeffrey Poole
TABLE OF CONTENTS
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
DEDICATION
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
EPILOGUE
AUTHOR’S NOTE
WHAT NEXT’S
Case of the Abandoned Bones
Corgi Case Files, Book 10
By
J.M. Poole
www.AuthorJMPoole.com
A busy corgi has a happy owner!
Acknowledgments
Kudos must be given to my close circle of family, friends, and readers who have volunteered their time to help me get the book polished as much as possible. Jason, Carol, Mefe, Caryl, Diane, Elizabeth, and Louise. Thank you very much for all your help!
Another shoutout to my niece, Kaylee, who helped me flesh out the character of Lucky Dawg, and was later changed to Red Dawg. Believe it or not, Red Dawg was actually based on a real-life person, only known as Set ’Em Up
and as of this writing, Set ’Em Up’s mine is still missing.
I hope you enjoy the story! Happy reading!
For Giliane -
Thoughtful quotation to be inserted here!
What can I say that I haven't said already? :) Love you, babe!
ONE
What’s the latest? You asked me out here for a reason, so I can only assume construction must have hit some type of a snag. Level with me. What’d they find? Did something break? They expect me to pay for it, don’t they? Huh? Huh? Well, you can tell them …
Whoa, Zack,
my companion told me, chuckling. Take it down a notch. There aren’t any snags. Nothing has broken. In fact, everything is right on schedule.
Oh. Really?
I heard about what you went through last week.
Yeah, that was something. Wait. Which incident are you referring to?
There’s more than one?
the second voice incredulously asked.
I nodded. Yep. Three. Which one are you talking about?
I was referring to being forced out of a plane,
the second voice clarified. At gunpoint. Dare I ask what the other two were about?
Oh. Well, there was white water rafting down the Rascal.
My winemaster shrugged. That’s really not too bad. Provided you avoid David’s Drop, that is.
And there was bungee jumping off some bridge in Central Oregon,
I added.
You went bungee jumping? You’re kidding. Which bridge?
I shrugged. I forget the name of it. I think it was called Peter something.
My companion grabbed me by the arm and pulled me to a stop.
The Peter Skene Ogden bridge?
Hey, that’s the one. I won’t ever forget that. Someone almost died out there.
But … I just read about that in the newspaper not that long ago! You were there? How’s the guy doing?
C2? He’ll pull through, only his road to recovery is going to be a long one.
He wouldn’t be the guy you were telling me about yesterday, would he? The guy you hired to handle all of the winery’s social media accounts?
Yep, that’s him.
Do we really need to have that much of a presence online?
It couldn’t hurt, right? Caleb’s job will be to monitor Lentari Cellars’ accounts, answer questions, and keep updated content on our pages.
Caden stared at me for a few moments before his face broke out in a smile.
You’re doing this to help him out. Let me guess. He can’t afford to take time off from work?
Guilty as charged. I found out, from the former leader of the Daredevils, he had been let go from his job just a few days ago. He hasn’t found anything since. So, he’s our new IT guy.
IT guy, too, huh? Well, good. That means I don’t have to be the one you keep calling when you can’t get your printer to work.
Oh, puh-lease. I don’t call you that often, do I?
In response, Caden pulled out his cell phone from his pocket and showed me his call history. Of the dozen or so incoming calls on his screen, my name was there at least seven or eight times. Cringing, I offered my companion a smile.
Yeah, well … okay. Sorry ’bout that. What can I say? That flippin’ printer has a mind of its own, and it has decided it hates me.
I still can’t believe you went bungee jumping. What was it like?
A once-in-a-lifetime experience,
I confirmed. And one that I don’t ever plan on experiencing again. Unless, of course, I get a gun shoved in my face.
Did someone really force you to jump out of a plane?
Caden asked. We crested the top of the north hill and stopped. I’m not sure how I would have handled that.
The same way I handled it, I’m sure.
And how did you handle it?
Caden curiously asked.
By peeing my pants and screaming like a little girl all the way down.
Caden laughed out loud.
In all honesty, it really wasn’t as bad as people made it out to be,
I said.
He didn’t have a gun?
Oh, he had a gun, all right.
I see. It wasn’t loaded?
I’m pretty sure it was loaded,
I confirmed.
But, he wasn’t going to use it?
I shrugged. I’m pretty sure he was going to use it, too.
Then I disagree,
my companion said. It was just as bad as I’ve heard. In fact, I think it’s worse. I can’t even begin to fathom why you’d want to do something like that.
I was helping out a friend,
I told my winemaster. He was having a mid-life crisis. Wanted to prove he was still young at heart, I guess. Don’t get old, pal. It sucks.
First things first. Introductions. My name is Zack Anderson. I’m the owner of Lentari Cellars, the private winery Caden Burne and I were currently touring. Actually, if you want to get technical, the two of us were leisurely cruising past the new warehouse that was slowly being constructed. For some reason, I thought we’d be further along than having less than a quarter of the framing in place. But, based on how many inspections have to be performed, in the correct order, I really shouldn’t complain. Caden was doing a remarkable job of keeping the contractors in line and making certain the winery ran as smoothly and efficiently as possible.
I honestly don’t know what I’d do without the guy.
Where are you taking me?
I politely inquired, as we left the main winery building behind and headed north.
Row after row of healthy vines stretched out in all directions. Big fat clusters of grapes could be seen on each and every single plant. This was truly going to be our largest harvest yet.
Caden took a hand off the wheel of the John Deere Gator he was currently driving and pointed. I glanced in the direction we were headed and nodded. For some reason, my winemaster wanted to show me the new orchard he had planted. Wanting to expand the winery’s offerings, Caden had talked me into investing a sizeable amount of money on bringing in large, older fruit trees of all sorts: apples, peaches, pears, and so on. Planted next to our new fruit trees was nearly a full acre of various berry bushes, from marionberry to gooseberry. Looking forward to snacking on some fresh fruit, hot off the tree and/or bush, I couldn’t sign the checks fast enough.
They’re coming along nicely,
I observed, as we slowed to inspect a row of apple trees.
They’re doing better than I could have hoped,
Caden agreed. There. Do you see this? This here, along the left of the road?
Looks like bushes,
I observed. I turned and pointed at the matching rows behind it. In fact, they look just like those, and those, and those over there.
Can you identify them?
Caden challenged.
I shrugged and turned back to the closest row of berry bushes. After silently studying them for a few minutes, I turned to my companion and nodded.
Marionberry.
Nope. Those are over there.
Gooseberry?
Nope.
Umm, salal berries?
For those who may not know, salal berries are a lesser known, native-to-Oregon berry which taste like sweet blueberries with a hint of grape thrown in. And, I can actually say that I’ve tried a piece of salal berry pie. That was back when we actually had a bakery-related murder. I don’t know about you, but death by muffin doesn’t really sound like a bad way to go, does it?
They’re on the list for next year,
Caden confirmed. Now isn’t the time of year to be planting anything. And, for the record, I’m surprised you’ve heard of them. I mean, let’s face it. They’re not a popular berry.
I know they’re not commonly known, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t heard of them. And, I’m sorry to say, not in a good way.
Caden turned to me and cringed. I have a feeling I don’t want to know.
Well, um, it had to do with…
Were Sherlock and Watson involved?
Caden hastily interrupted.
They were,
I confirmed.
Then it’s ’nuff said for me.
Sherlock and Watson. Where do I start with those two? Well, for those who are not familiar with my two dogs, let me give you a brief history. They’re both corgis. Pembroke Welsh Corgis, to be exact. They’re the breed of corgis who typically don’t have any tails. Their ears are rounded, their legs are short, and they have personalities as large as Saint Bernards.
I adopted my two corgis shortly after moving to Pomme Valley from Phoenix, Arizona. And by shortly, I mean in less than twenty-four hours of setting foot in this small town. I adopted my little boy, Sherlock, after being suckered into it by none other than Harrison Watt, my best friend from high school. How the two of us managed to find ourselves in the same small town, hundreds of miles away from Arizona, still mystifies me. Well, Harry had become a veterinarian, and seeing how he was responsible for finding ‘furever homes’ for rescue dogs, he had guilted me into taking Sherlock.
Now, several years later, I can’t imagine my life without my dogs. Oh, I suppose you’re wondering about Watson. Well, she came to me not long after … yes, you heard correctly. Watson is a she. My little girl has gone by other names, but after coming to live with us, I had given her the name Watson. Why? Well, it went with Sherlock, of course.
Now, for the amazing part.
Those two little dogs have an incredible skill. They solve mysteries, be it murder or robbery, or anything else you can think of. In fact, they’ve become so adept at solving cases that the local police department have made us official police consultants.
Somehow, and I have never figured out how, those two dogs can zero in on clues so trivial that, for all intents and purposes, it looks like nonsense to an outsider. However, once the details of the case are laid out, the ‘corgi clues’ as I’m now starting to call them, inevitably pan out. Every. Single. Time.
I’m stumped. My good friend Vance Samuelson, a detective on the Pomme Valley police force, is also stumped. Sherlock and Watson have solved murder cases, located stolen loot, and have even located people who don’t want to be found.
How?
I honestly have no idea. The only rule we have, when working a case, is to be on the lookout for the omniscient woof. Yep, that may sound laughable at best, but when you’re driving around town, looking for stolen property, or trying to find a missing fugitive, hearing one (or both) of the dogs woofing at something will always warrant a second look. Oftentimes, I’m driving and I don’t have the ability to bring my Jeep to a safe stop. So, what do I do? The next best thing: take pictures.
There have been many occasions when those pictures can (and will) break a case wide open. Therefore, I pay attention to whatever catches my dogs’ attention, regardless of how silly or insignificant it may be. Take the last case the dogs and I worked. Photos of trash from a campsite, the backside of a guy in camouflage pants, and a number of other shots all looked as though they would never be related to an ongoing murder case. Yet, they all were, and somehow the dogs knew.
Still fresh in my mind, since that particular case had just wrapped up a few days ago, the stunts I ended up doing with a group of young thrill-seekers still continued to amaze me. As I mentioned before, those stunts were white-water rafting, bungee jumping, and sky diving. Put those three activities together and I guaran-damn-tee you the first thing you’re going to think of is mid-life crisis. Well, believe it or not, I wasn’t going through one but my aforementioned detective friend, Vance, was. He talked me and Harry into joining the Dysfunctional Daredevils in an effort to locate an escaped mass murderer. Undercover, of course.
Jillian, my fiancée, was none too pleased with me, but did support my decision to help out my friends. Now, with those events safely behind me, but in the not-too-distant past, I was eager for some down time, only as you will shortly see, it wasn’t in the books. Life, I’m sorry to say, has a plethora of ways to deliver reality checks. For me, they were the equivalent of a swift kick to the family jewels.
The all-terrain vehicle came to a sudden stop. Lost in my own thoughts, I had to blink a few times to clear my head. Slowly turning to see where we were, I nodded. We were out in the northern fields, which had been included in the winery’s expansion a year or so back. This particular field once belonged to a former neighbor of mine. Tim Parson formerly farmed this land but had since retired and moved away. His family, desiring nothing to do with farming, sold the farmland off to several people, one of them obviously being me. Thanks to Tim’s oldest son’s generosity, Lentari Cellars had increased from fifteen acres to an astounding fifty, seemingly overnight.
For close to a year, the northern field sat vacant. Now, as the two of us sat in the Gator, looking over the empty field, I could only imagine what Caden had in store. More fruit trees? Berry bushes? Perhaps something completely different?
What’re your thoughts?
I wanted to know. Plan on putting more fruit trees out here?
Honestly? I haven’t gotten that far yet.
You haven’t? I’m surprised, amigo. Well, why are we out here?
Caden turned and pointed at a mound of large, nearby boulders. Oh, I have a few things in mind for this land. However, that is nowhere on my list.
Hmm? Are you talking about those big rocks?
Caden nodded. Exactly. Whether we continue to plant more fruit trees, or use the land to plant more vines, those rocks have gotta go.
And you’re telling me this because I need to put rock removal on my To Do list?
Caden shrugged before he looked my way. Aren’t you the one who loves working in the new tractor?
I do,
I confirmed. I then pointed at the closest rock, which looked to be the size of my Jeep. I think even those may be a little on the large side. There’s no way the tractor could pick that thing up.
You could if you break them apart,
Caden said.
And how would you suggest I do that? Smack it with the loading bucket?
Caden chuckled. No. I was thinking you could rent an attachment for it. They do have specialty tools a tractor can use, you know.
Intrigued, I nodded. I really hadn’t thought of that. All right. Maybe there’s something I can use on the tractor which could break apart those rocks. I’ll see what I can do.
The following day, I was at the controls of my John Deere 5083EN tractor. Sitting comfortably inside the cab, I glanced over at the buddy seat and gave each of the corgis a pat on the head. Then, I turned my attention to what had replaced the bucket. A hydraulic hammer, which to me looked like a squat black box with a long, thick spike angled down, was poised directly over the first of the large rocks I had intended to break apart. One of the winery’s interns, Douglas, wanted to accompany me with the flatbed truck, only I pointed out that I was breaking apart the rocks at this stage, not lifting them. That would come tomorrow.
Now, inches away from seeing what this baby could do, I glanced again at the dogs and prayed the cab of this tractor would keep the majority of the noise outside. After all, I didn’t want to spook either of the dogs, and if it proved too loud, then I’d have to take them back to the house. Verifying the hydraulic pressure was where it should be, I eased the tip of the spike down and engaged the hammer.
First and foremost, I should point out the dogs had absolutely no problem with the noise. It was loud, yes, but then again, it could have been so much worse. What I found disconcerting was the simple fact that it felt like a giant had come up behind me, grabbed a hold of the tractor, and had just shaken the snot out of it. Everything in the cab which wasn’t bolted down was flung up into the air, before falling noisily back to the ground.
I grinned at Sherlock and Watson, who had just given themselves a solid shake to dislodge the dust and debris which had settled on their coats.
That was something, wasn’t it? Wow. I think that just rattled my teeth loose. Okey dokey, let’s see what we got. Think there’s any chance we broke it in half on the first try?
I was ignored. Apparently, with this spiked-gizmo moving this way and that outside, the dogs thought there was some type of monster attached to the tractor, and assumed it