Look Always Forward (Bellingwood Book 11) by Diane Greenwood Muir Page A

lying behind the stack of pallets.
    Han tried to leap off the dock, but Henry held tightly to his leash. Polly and Obiwan walked back over to the stairs, she sat down and swiped a call open.
    "Don't you have someone else to call when this happens?" Aaron said upon answering the phone.
    "Maybe I'll buy you a cape and bright red oversized underwear you can wear over your uniform," Polly said. "You're my hero."
    "You're about to mess up my perfectly calm evening, aren't you?"
    "I can call Ken," she replied.
    "Okay, why don't you do that?"
    "Hey! I call you when I find a body. I call him when other things happen. I like to spread the joy."
    She heard Lydia's voice in the background and Aaron said, "Yes, Polly found someone." He hesitated and said, "No, you can't come with me. You can talk to her tomorrow."
    He came back to Polly. "Are you okay? Is it someone you know?"
    "I know who she is. We just hired her at the coffee shop. But no, I don't know her very well and I'm fine."
    He relayed the information to his wife and then said. "I'll call in the team. Why are you there anyway?"
    "Lights were on inside and the place was messed up. There are broken mugs and books were pulled off the shelves. Tables and chairs were tossed around too. The place was all unlocked."
    "Okay. We'll be there in a few minutes. Stay out of things, will you?"
    "You're training me," Polly said. "You know I'll be good."
    She put her phone back into her pocket and looked up at Henry. "There's a good walk ruined."
    "Does Aaron want us to stay?"
    Polly nodded. "Yeah. And I don't want to call Sal."
    "You should wait to do that. Let them get in and started before she shows up all worried."
    "You're right." She patted the step beside her. "Wanna join me?"
    "I'll take the dogs home and come back. That shouldn't make a difference, should it?"
    Polly stood up. "Would you? That would reduce the amount of chaos. I'll stay here with Julie." Her shoulders drooped. "I don't know anything about her. I don't know where she's from."
    "It will be okay." Henry put his hand on her shoulder. "Don't take all of that on right now. Get through tonight and take care of the rest as it comes."
    "I need to call Jeff. And Camille. Maybe I'll let him tell Camille. The rest of the kids are going to be upset. I don't want to tell Andrew, Rebecca and Kayla. They had fun with those older kids the last couple of days." She paused and handed Obiwan's leash to Henry. "Sometimes I think I have too much death in my life."
    "We've been over this before. The death was already there. This isn't about you."
    "You're right." She kissed him. "Thanks for dealing with the dogs. I'll just be sitting here in this creepy alley waiting for the Sheriff to show up."
    He chuckled. "I'm not too worried about you. You're a scary woman. You'll take care of 'em." He walked with the dogs down the alley to the sidewalk and turned south to go home.
    Polly took her phone back out and hovered over the keypad. Jeff first. He'd have more information. She swiped the call to him.
    "Hey Polly." She understood the concern in his voice. She never called him in the evening. "What's going on?"
    "Jeff," she started. "You aren't going to believe it."
    "Believe what? If it were a dead body, you'd be calling the Sheriff. So what is it?"
    "Well, actually."
    She heard him take a deep breath and then say, "Excuse me. I need to take this in private."
    "I'm so sorry," she said. "I didn't mean to interrupt you."
    "It's okay. Now, what's going on?"
    Polly explained to him what had happened in the last half hour and he quietly took it in. Then she said, "Jeff?"
    "What?"
    "You're not talking."
    "I don't know what to say. Do you need me to come back to Bellingwood?"
    "No," she responded. "I don't think so. There's nothing you can do. I'll call Sal and tell her about this. Aaron will probably want Julie's employment records so he can reach out to her family."
    "You know where those are in the computer. And we should talk to Camille."
    "Maybe we