TITLE: Sherlock Bones
GENRE: Middle Grades Novel
"Aaaawoooo! Aaaawoooo!" Wilson was not only a loyal companion to Sherlock Bones but also the siren for their police vehicle. Detective Bones' long ears and droopy cheeks were flapping outside the car window as he steered over icy patches of road.
"Scccreeeeech-ch-ch!" Wilson yelled as they slid sideways into a parking lot filled with flashing blue lights and blinding snowflakes.
"That's quite enough sound effects for now. Wilson, go distract the Chief while I concentrate on the crime scene. I must sniff the stench of death while the body is still fresh," Bones, the famous bloodhound, announced as he descended from the vehicle and flung on his trademark plaid cap with earflaps and matching cape. He began snuffling the area inside the yellow tape while a bulky shape lay strangely still underneath a sheet as white as the surrounding snow.
Detective Silas Wilson was a Scottish terrier and it was difficult to tell him apart from the road as he leaped down onto a patch of black asphalt. "What happened here, Chief?" Wilson switched on his recorder to document the facts of the case.
"Well, it appears that a male German shepherd was hit by a car around ten o'clock tonight," Chief Doyle said as he scratched behind an ear with his hind leg.
"Were there any witnesses?" the Scottie inquired as he watched Sherlock lift the sheet to examine the corpse.