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in the late morning sun, hiding any evidence of Laura’s love note. Piper rounded the car and noticed the passenger window had been replaced.

Grinning, she opened the VW’s door to have a look, and a wave of pine freshness hit her. It had that new-car smell to it. Someone had vacuumed the glass out of every nook and cranny and then detailed it. Her old Bug looked like new. Well, sort of.

She went back inside for her phone and texted Aiden while she continued to make breakfast.

You fixed my car!

A few minutes later, her phone chimed. I pulled some strings and got it into the shop during the night. Tamara drove it back. Are you upset?

Piper’s mouth twisted at the mention of Tamara. For a brief second, she worried about sabotage. How hard would it be for the woman to cut her brake lines? As she considered her response, she received another text. I also had them address that check engine light.

She frowned. But it’s been there forever. It could have waited.

Until when? When you were on your way to your exam, or your first day at work, and it exploded?

Piper rolled her eyes. It wasn’t going to explode :P

Your car? Yes. It would have.

Ha ha. Don’t hate the car just because you’re jealous.

She stared out the window at her perfect VW and knew she wasn’t upset. It was actually a very thoughtful gesture. It also fixed her transportation issue.

Thank you. To show she was sincere, she added, :).

You’re welcome. X.

Relying on others wasn’t really Piper’s thing. It didn’t come naturally to her. She avoided being indebted to anyone—you know, except for the bank, the credit card company, and the IRS. But with Aiden, she didn’t feel indebted, at least not since they’d talked it over. It was about give-and-take, and she looked forward to doing nice things for him in return. She went to get ready for work, smiling as she imagined how she would pay him back when he got home that night.

That smile remained there as she crawled into her VW Bug with Colin and headed to her telegram gig—after testing the brakes first. It didn’t even disappear when she heard the radio tune in instead of the Katy Perry CD that had been stuck in her ancient deck for the last two years.

Startled, Piper glanced down. A brand-new, expensive-looking system sat in the dash. Even then, her smile didn’t waiver.

In her pine-fresh car, Piper and Colin headed across town to the UCSF campus to tell someone they’d done a “super” job that year—or rather, sing to them. She’d considered bringing Sophie, but Colin was enough of a handful as it was. He didn’t match her Supergirl costume, but she’d never had to explain his presence during the occasional performance in the past. Everyone would just call him adorable and want to pet him. He’d lap up the attention while Piper would rake in the tips, which were always better when he was with her—because, apparently, he was cuter than she was.

Afterward, she practically floated all the way to the rescue center on cloud nine. When a love song came on the radio, she caught herself singing along with it. Snorting, she shook her head at her pathetic self. She was acting like Addison. But maybe now she understood what her friend was talking about when it came to love.

Love. There wasn’t even a hint of sarcasm in her attitude as she thought of the word. Was it too much too soon? Was it possible? With Aiden, she felt anything was possible. With him, nothing was too much.

Of course, there were still those doubts, the questions plaguing Piper about his work, about why he’d been so secretive about the center. But every doubt she’d had so far had turned out to be something silly and insignificant, something that could be explained away. There had to be a simple explanation for everything. Right?

But her life was never that simple. And she was reminded of that the moment she pulled into the rescue center parking lot. The smile that had been lingering since she’d woken up that morning melted from her face. Lording over the lot was a sign with big, black glaring letters.

Rezoning Application.

Piper parked the car and frowned at Colin. “Rezoning for what?”

Colin leaned against the passenger window, staring at the sign in the same confused way she was. He gave her what was most certainly a shrug. Beats me.

She slipped a light coat over her costume and grabbed her backpack with a change of clothes. She jumped out of her car, marching over to the ten-foot-tall sign. Colin sniffed around the wooden posts before raising his leg and letting the sign know exactly what he thought about it.

Piper studied the lines and measurements of the enlarged map, trying to understand what she was seeing. Or rather, trying to find some other explanation, some way to deny what it was telling her. With a shaking hand, she slid her sunglasses on top of her head, as though that might make things clearer.

The plot of land in question encompassed not only the dachshund rescue center but several of the surrounding properties as well. They wanted to change the classification from commercial to residential.

She read the details of the proposal, thinking there must be some mistake, but it confirmed what the map told her. They wanted to build something where the rescue center was. Her beloved rescue center.

Holding out a steadying hand, Piper leaned against the sign, her breaths coming faster and faster. Right in front of her face, she found a note at the bottom of the sign: “Further information may be obtained from Caldwell and Son Investments Ltd.”

Of course, she thought, tears prickling her eyes. Because the only person who could apply for rezoning was the owner. Her boyfriend.

Chapter Thirty-One
Hot on the Scent

Gravel crunched under Piper’s red, knee-high Supergirl boots as she followed Colin, running around to the back courtyard. She unlatched the gate and barreled through, yelling, “Addy? Zoe? Have you seen that sign—”

A camera lens reared out of nowhere and into her face. She stumbled, catching herself on the tall wooden fence. She got a whiff of Chanel before she ate a microphone.

“Piper Summers,” Holly accused. “What do you have to say for yourself?”

At least, it sounded like the annoying reporter. However, Piper couldn’t see anything but her own distorted reflection in the camera lens. No matter which way she turned, it blocked her path.

She shoved the lens away. “Get out of my face.”

Holly snapped her fingers. “Hey You. Back off. I can’t interview her when you’re two inches from her giant pores. How are the viewers going to see me?” Achoo! She rubbed her nose. “Stupid allergies.”

Hey You scrambled back a couple of paces, giving Piper enough room to glare at the reporter, but she heard his lens zoom in on her face.

“What is this?” she asked. “What’s going on?”

Piper’s friends stood on the other side of the courtyard, watching the interaction with dismay. Addison struggled to hold back Toby, who jerked against his leash, fixated on Holly’s fuchsia pantsuit. Zoe gave Piper a shrug that said she wasn’t sure what Holly was talking about.

Holly flew in Piper’s face again, shaking her finger. “I’ll tell you what this is. This is me busting out my investigative journalist skills. You think you can make a fool out of Holly Hart?” She planted a fist on her hip. “Let me tell you. I’ve worked too hard to get where I am to let someone like you discredit me.”

Piper scowled. “Discredit you?”

“And my getting this job had nothing to do with those rumors that I slept with the producer. Nothing! I deserve this. I’m a proper journalist now.” Drawing herself up, she smoothed the wrinkles in her pantsuit and prepared to take it from the top. She cleared her throat. “Piper Summers, is it true that Aiden Caldwell bought the dachshund rescue center a month and a half ago?”

Piper’s annoyance level spiked. “Are these the amazing investigative skills you’re busting out?”

Holly ignored that. “And isn’t it also true that ever since Aiden Caldwell bought the rescue center, it has been plagued with misfortune?”

“Well, things have been a bit unfortunate …” Piper’s anger flared as she realized where Holly was going with this line of questioning. “But—”

“I’d call three separate attacks more than ‘unfortunate.’”

“But he wasn’t involved in any of them, if that’s what you mean.” She wanted to say more, to defend Aiden with what she knew, but Inspector Samuels had said the dirt they had on Barney Miller couldn’t go public yet.

“Didn’t Mr. Caldwell just happen to stop by the day of the vandalism?” Holly’s cynicism oozed from each word.

“He came by to see me.”

Holly made a point of scanning Piper from head to toe before widening her eyes at the camera. “Right. And he just happened to be in the neighborhood the night of the fire too, I suppose?”

“Yes. He came by to … to see me.”

“Just

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