Half a block away from Eleventh Chocolate, I killed my lights and then rolled to a stop across the street from the darkened store.

"See anyone?" I whispered, though I seriously doubted anyone could hear me inside Bernadette. We were the only ones out cruising Belle's Cove at this hour, as far as I could tell.

From his perch on my lap, Studmuffin stared out the driver-side window. "Not yet."

"Keep looking." I slung both arms around his furry body. "From here. No ...