The group went quiet. These men knew their dogs’ signals better than their own. Daisy didn't bark. She let out a low, focused whine and nudged Marcus’s leg, then started pulling—not toward the lake, but down a steep, unofficial path toward the ravine.
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"She found something," Gabe said, his casual tone disappearing. She let out a low, focused whine and
The men followed Marcus as he scrambled down the embankment, sliding through pine needles. At the bottom, tucked under a fallen cedar, was a shivering, mud-streaked puppy—maybe six weeks old, abandoned and terrified.