2 septembre 2026

THE TEN-DOLLAR TRUTH

“I don’t know his name.”

Blake stared at him for a long second.

Then he smiled.

Not kindly.

“Yeah,” he said. “We’re gonna figure that out.”

Back at the station, everything changed.

The dog was placed gently on a blanket in the corner of the K9 unit. The moment the other officers saw him, the room went quiet.

“Is that…?” one of them whispered.

Blake didn’t answer.

He was already checking the dog’s body again.

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