whistle.
The man collapsed forward instinctively, arms coming around the dog like it was the only solid thing left in the world.
“Hey,” he whispered, voice splitting apart. “I knew you’d remember.”
Mark froze, weapon half-raised.
Lena slowly lowered hers.
Backup arrived to a scene that didn’t make sense.
Because a police K9 doesn’t break formation to comfort a suspect… unless the suspect isn’t what everyone thinks.
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CHAPTER THREE: The Name That Was Supposed to Be Dead
At the station, Evan