Asylum

"So that's it." I'd wrapped all of Pedersen's comments in a nice neat package, tied it up with a ribbon and presented it to Paul.
"And that takes care of Jennifer." I added with a sigh of resignation. "As for Abernathy, maybe he really did have a stroke, and as for my episode with the dogs, I'll never know. Maybe they're just a little more security conscious than in most places. Certainly those dogs would deter anybody from trespassing."
I sipped my brandy laced coffee, curled up on the corne...