Homework

By Rebecca Cantrell

In this thrilling heist by New York Times bestseller Rebecca Cantrell, dogtrainer Ada and her fellow jewelry thieves try to steal a four-million-dollar ring, but things don't go as planned... for some. Her good boy, Flames, is the real star of the show with his training and broad appetite fitting right in as the centerpiece of their band of thieves. The actress Ada, the hot one Jasper, the planner Silas and the dog Flames. Not exactly your typical heist crew, but see if their experience and skill are a match for Nigel and the potent defenses of one of Los Angeles's most affluent Tiffany's. First published in Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rebecca Cantrell
• Release date: Sep 17, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393471837

Rebecca Cantrell

New York Times bestselling author Rebecca Cantrell's novels have won the ITW Thriller, the Bruce Alexander and the Macavity awards and been nominated for the Barry, Mary Higgins Clark, GoodReads Choice, APPY, RT Reviewers Choice, and Shriekfest Film Festival awards. She and her husband and son live in Berlin. She is the author of the following series: * The award-winning Joe Tesla mystery thriller series, including The World Beneath, The Tesla Legacy, and Chemistry of Death. * The Hannah Vogel mystery series, including A Trace of Smoke, A Night of Long Knives, A Game of Lies, and A City of Broken Glass.  * She also co-wrote the Order of Sanguines gothic thriller trilogy with James Rollins, including The Blood Gospel, Innocent Blood, and Blood Infernal.  * As Bekka Black, Rebecca wrote the critically-acclaimed YA cell phone novels iDrakula and the iFrankenstein.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

HOMEWORK

AUTHOR’S NOTE

ALSO BY REBECCA CANTRELL

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

COPYRIGHT INFORMATION

HOMEWORK

Flames licked the ceiling .

Damn dog is up on a ladder. Ada didn’t move from her position leaning against the wall because she didn’t want to wrinkle her dress. She had to take it back when this performance was over.

It’s from the peanut butter sandwich. Silas grabbed the Irish setter by her elegant hindquarters and lifted her down to the floor. Bad girl, Flames!

Flames licked her lips and looked back at the ceiling.

What about the ceiling? Ada asked. That’s the kind of memorable detail we’re trying to avoid.

Ada snapped her fingers, and Flames trotted over. She swabbed at the dog’s muzzle with a wet wipe. Burgundy-red dog hair and peanut butter. Who’s my favorite circus freak?

Flames flopped down on the floor and gave her a mournful look. Mournful was her best look. It meant guilty or hungry or sad or clever. It was a multi-purpose look.

Silas clambered up the ladder and wiped a smear of peanut butter off the acoustic tiles. Peanut butter glistened on the top step, and he wiped that, too. He folded up the ladder and stuck it next to the fridge.

Jasper didn’t like the plan? Ada pointed to the wet spot on the ceiling. Like a toddler, Jasper threw things when he got angry.

He never likes the plan. Silas took a jar of peanut butter off the top of the fridge and dug out a spoonful.

It’s a terrible plan. A