It didn’t take me long to get to Ben’s house. He lived rather close to me. When I got in, I got twenty questions. His dogs were pretty excited to see me as I petted each one. I looked up at Ben with his arms over his chest and his blue eyes narrowing at me.
“Are you alright?” He asked. I placed my bag down and nodded. “Where were you when this happened?” He took my bag up his stairs. He had a guest room that I had used maybe twice. This would be the third time.
“I was out having dinner with Keith.”
“So that’s why you say it wasn’t him?”
“Yes.” I sat on the bed while he stood in front of me. His dogs came over and wanted petting. I petted them as I was being drilled by their owner.
“It doesn’t make sense, Rozy.” He sat next to me on the bed. “Someone doesn’t just target a house for the h*ll of it.”
“Teens might for the thrill.”
“It doesn’t seem like a teen that wants a criminal record.”
I sighed.