few inches.
The first man gave him a tired, practiced smile.
“Sorry to bother you,” he said. “My name’s Dean Hollis. I’m looking for my sister, Claire, and her baby boy.”
Behind Grant, the growl stopped.
Dean leaned toward the narrow opening and looked past him into the cabin. Then he smiled at the dog. – “Sadie,” he said softly. “Come here, girl…”
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