A lonely trucker almost passed the starving dog in the storm-then his headlights caught what the animal was hiding under its body…

pen stopped moving.

“He does that often?” she asked.

“Since the night I found them,” Hank said from the doorway.

“Them?”

Hank nodded toward the dog. “Ranger had him before I did.”

Lauren looked from Hank to Luke to the old dog guarding his injured boy with the dignity of a tired soldier. After a moment, she closed the folder.

“I have what I need.”

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