Years ago, she rescued a broken, abused dog from the streets and gave him a second chance. When she suddenly collapsed on the kitchen floor clutching her chest, she whispered, “Buddy… help me.” What the dog did next left the 911 operator in absolute shock, proving true loyalty goes beyond human bounds…

not Elias. I am fine, Emily. I have Buddy. And I have the medical alert button.” I tapped the ugly plastic pendant she had forced me to wear around my neck.

Reluctantly, she left. And the moment her taillights vanished down the street, my physical fragility vanished, replaced by a cold, calculating determination. The coup was not over; I was merely continue reading …