Death in the Dormitory: Target Practice Mysteries, #6.5

By Nikki Haverstock

Archery coach and occasional amateur sleuth Di is looking forward to a relaxing weekend chaperoning a tournament with her Great Dane, Moo. But when a rival's coach is taken away in an ambulance, Di suspect foul play. How will she prove her suspicions when everyone thinks it's an accident?
A Target Practice Mini Mystery

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ranch Dog Entertainment, LLC
• Release date: Mar 31, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393372981

Nikki Haverstock

Nikki Haverstock lives with her husband and dogs on a cattle ranch high in the Rocky Mountains. Before escaping the city, Nikki taught collegiate archery for ten years. She has competed on and off for fifteen in the USA Archery women’s recurve division. In the 2015, she finished the season ranked 14th nationally. Nikki has more college degrees than she has sense and hopefully one day she will put one to work.

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Archery coach and occasional amateur sleuth Di is looking forward to a relaxing weekend chaperoning a tournament with her Great Dane, Moo. But when a rival’s coach is taken away in an ambulance, Di suspect foul play. How will she prove her suspicions when everyone thinks it’s an accident?

A Target Practice Mini Mystery

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CHAPTER ONE

The map app on my phone alerted me that my exit was one mile ahead. I turned on my blinker and pulled into the right lane to exit the freeway.

The change in acceleration woke up Moo, my Great Dane, who was sleeping in the back seat. He sat up and stuck his head between the two bucket seats at the front of the van I was driving. All the farther-back rows had been removed so that bow cases and luggage could be stacked up.

Moo whined in my ear, and at the red light, I turned to scratch behind his ears. Easy. We're almost there. They said that the college is only a few miles down this road, and the dorm we are staying at is right on the corner.

I checked the time and did some math based on the last text I had received from Mary. I had made a potty stop for both Moo and me when she updated me on their location. She’d felt badly that I was driving all alone, but I assured her that Moo was all the company I needed.

What I didn't say was that I would rather ride on the roof than in her passenger van with the rest of the archery team from her college. They were loud and best described as enthusiastic beyond measure for their first away tournament. Mary was the team captain and very proud of the progress they’d made in such a short time; many had never held a bow six months earlier.

I was proud of them, too, but found that my tolerance quickly eroded when I was in a confined space with them for too long. Even Moo found them a lot, though he loved the ear scratches and the food they snuck him despite my ongoing reminders that human food was bad for him. They’d finally bought a box of tiny dog treats, and I pretended not to notice. It seemed like a fair trade.

From what I’d been told, we were one