Chapter 17
While Esco the dog discovered every nook of Nick’s bedroom, I stood by the door, on guard, listening to the angry voices upstairs. After I’d removed the soiled sheets off Nick’s double bed, I’d been relieved to see that the dog’s mess hadn’t reached the mattress. I’d rolled the sheets up and went looking for the washing machine downstairs. Of course, I’d forgotten to shut the bedroom door all the way, so Esco had gone sniffing around the basement, soon coming muzzle to face with Boone. Less than half a second later, the whole household was alerted to their new furry guest and Helga had rushed down the stairs in her red heels, with Nick close behind, trying to explain the situation. I didn’t understand a word of Norwegian, but I figured out that Helga was livid, and Nick, as stu
