The Puppy Had a Note Tied to Her Paw-and Someone Promised to Call at Noon

could’ve hidden with her.”

Rachel closed her eyes briefly.

“That is exactly why we couldn’t.”

Lucy’s lower lip trembled, but she did not cry.

I sat on the floor across from her.

“You placed Sophie under an awning beside a veterinary clinic,” I said. “You gave us her name, her feeding time, and the safest way to touch her. Then you called when you said you continue reading …