{"product_id":"9781611943139","title":"Yip\/Tuck","description":"\u003cbr\u003eOne of Laguna Beach's best-known plastic surgeons may need a new leash on life. Unless he's just taking a very long nap on the bench outside Melinda Langston's Bow Wow Boutique . . .  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDr. O'Doggle continued to give us the silent treatment. Fluffy eyed him intently. I studied him too. Tova Randall wasn't my BFF, to say the least, but I didn't wish her boyfriend any bad luck.  \u003cbr\u003eMy neighbor, Darby, relaxed her grip on Fluffy's leash. The big Afghan lunged toward Dr. O and knocked him over.\u003cbr\u003eTova's handsome hunk rolled off the bench and dropped with a thud at our feet.\u003cbr\u003eDarby gasped. My stomach knotted. \"No, no, no.\" I shook my head. \"Not again.\"\u003cbr\u003eI knelt down and shook his shoulders. \"Dr. O'Doggle?\" I grabbed his suit lapels and yelled, \"Jack?\"\u003cbr\u003eNo response. No, \"I'm fine.\" No, \"Stop yelling in my face.\" No, \"Get your hands off me.\"\u003cbr\u003eNo, no, no.\u003cbr\u003eI checked his throat for a pulse. Nothing. But he was still warm. My fingers brushed against something knotted around his throat, and I'm not talking about his tie. I pulled back his shirt for a better look. I sucked in a breath, my nose filled with a light female perfume I didn't recognize. A thin dog leash was wound tightly around his neck. Identical to the kind I sold at the shop.\u003cbr\u003eThis was not an accident.\u003cbr\u003e\"Is he . . .?\" Darby asked softly.\u003cbr\u003eI looked up at her. \"Dead. No more late night walks for him.\"\u003cbr\u003e","brand":"BelleBooks Inc.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47134255579376,"sku":"9781611943139","price":5.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/9781611943139_p0.jpg?v=1763840802","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/9781611943139","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}