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Hairless Harassment Pet Whisperer P.I.

Molly Fitz

2019, Molly Fitz.

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Contents

About This Book

Authors Note

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Whats Next?

Sneak Peek of Dog-Eared Delinquent

Whats After That?

More Molly!

About This Book

I never signed up to be a private investigator with a snarky, talking cat for a partner, but theres no backing down now. Especially considering a prominent politician was murdered pretty much right in my backyard.

The only witnesses were the senators two hairless cats, Jacques and Jillianne. Normally pets want to help us solve their owners murders, but this time it seems the two devious felines might actually be the ones who committed it

Surprisingly enough, my own partner in crime, Octo-Cat, actually wants to help this time, but he can barely understand our two prime suspects because of their strange Sphynx accents. And I thought speaking tabby was hard!

So, there you have it, even with two successful cases behind me, I really dont know how Im going to solve this one. Is it too late to go back and pick another career?

Authors Note

Hey, new reader friend!

Welcome to the crazy inner workings of my brain. I hope youll find it a fun and exciting place to be.

If you love animals as much as I do, then Im pretty sure youre going to enjoy the journey ahead.

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If youre ready to dive right in to more Pet Whisperer P.I., then you can even order the next books right now by clicking below:

Dog-Eared Delinquent

The Cat Caper

And make sure youve also read the books that come before Hairless Harassment in the series. They can be read in any order, but youll enjoy yourself more if you start at the beginning!

Kitty Confidential

Terrier Transgressions

Okay, ready to talk to some animals and solve some mysteries?

Lets do this!

Molly Fitz

To anyone who wishes she could talk to her animal best friend Well, whats stopping you?

Chapter One

Hi, Im Angie Russo, and my pet cat never ever stops talking. Not just mews and meows, but actual words that I can understand. So far, Im the only one who seems to have this ability, and I still have absolutely no idea why.

It all started when I got zapped by a faulty coffee maker at the law firm where I work as a paralegal. Since then, Octo-Cat and I have used our special connection to solve two murder investigations together. Yeah, even I have to admit, we make a pretty great team.

Only a few weeks have passed since our super sleuthing earned the local handyman Brock Calhoun a get-out-of-jail-free card. And already my feline sidekick is begging for another case. Apparently, napping and complaining all day isnt an exciting enough life for him now.

All my life Ive been on the search for that one amazing talent that would make me special and give me purpose. My nan starred on Broadway in her prime, and my parents both work for the local news station and love what they do.

They were all so sure of their talents early in life, but Ive really struggled to pinpoint mine. I couldnt even figure out my passion well enough to nail down a bachelors degree, racking up seven associate degrees instead.

I definitely never expected to find my true calling as a paralegal, especially considering how much Ive always hated lawyers. But now that I have Octo-Cat and my special ability, I find that working at the offices of Thompson, Longfellow & Associates provides the perfect way to use my new-found abilities for goodespecially considering that the newest partner knows all about my ability to speak to animals.

Oh, yeah! Charles didnt get fired. Instead, he got promoted. I was so proud of him that I even suggested we go back to the Little Dog Diner in Misty Harbor to celebrate with the worlds best lobster rolls. He told me it would have to be some other time, though, because he already had plans with his new girlfriend, Breanne Calhoun.

Yeah, I dont get that, either.

The news that hed started dating the cold and snippy realtor wed very recently suspected of murder was enough to extinguish my crush on Charles once and for all, though. Ive also decided that the next time Octo-Cat refers to him as Upchuck, Im not going to correct him.

The thought of him and Breanne together makes me sick, too.

Its for the best, though, I suppose. I really need to focus on understanding my new pet-whispering abilities, and Octo-Cat and I both need to get better at investigating cases without raising the communitys suspicions. That pretty much means I have no time left for love or infatuation or whatever it was I once felt for Charles.

Anyway, who needs a boyfriend when you have a talking cat?

Not me. Well, at least not for right now.

Lately Ive been spending a lot more time with my mom. Ever since she helped us catch the real murderer in our latest case, shes been on this kind of career high. She got the exclusive scoop and even managed to record our showdown with the murderer live and on camera. The feature was picked up all over the nation, and she and my dad have received job offers from clear across the country.

The latest was from San Antonio, I think.

Shes not saying yes to any of them, though. At least, not unless I agree to move with them, too. But I would never leave Nan, and Nan would never leave Blueberry Bay.

So were all staying put exactly where we are.

Sure, if enough people learn my secret, I probably will have to leave eventually. Right now, a total of five people knowNan and my parents, who I told on purpose, along with Charles Longfellow, III and a college student named Mitch, who both figured it out by accident. Hopefully I can keep that number from growing any larger, but it seems like several people are on the verge of figuring things out already.

And that definitely worries me.