Chapter 63
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On Tuesday morning, they got a fresh coat of snow, which meant curling up by the fire for most of the day. When Padraig’s cell phone rang in the afternoon, he answered it without thinking too much of it.
“Hey, Doc, it’s Deputy Forrest. You have the clinic closed today, right?”
Padraig frowned. “Yeah, there’s a sign on the front door. How come?”
“I was driving past all the businesses, and I saw that there were footprints around the clinic. You haven’t been there?” Forrest sounded worried now.
“No, I haven’t, and nobody has called me either. Do the tracks go to the doors?”
“Yeah, both clinics’ doors in the front, and your side door as well. I think someone tried to peek into the windows.”