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Hirsute
Tony hated watching women cry. Even if it was understandable why they were crying, like in this case. The lady had come home to find her husband and dog dead.
The husband was a Navy Lieutenant, so of course, NCIS had been called to the scene. The lady was beyond distraught. Tears streamed down her face.
Earlier they’d had to pry her off of the hirsute body of the dog in order to even get to the crime scene. She seemed more upset over the loss of the dog than over the loss of her husband. Tony couldn’t help wondering if she was behind her husband’s death and hadn’t intended for the dog to get caught in the middle.
