Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
Lucy
“S andra!” I shout as I burst through the door. “Sandra!”
She comes rushing over with tears in her puffy eyes. Even Rocky looks devastated as he runs over with his head hung low and his tail between his legs.
“I’m so sorry,” she says between sobs. “I didn’t know he was out there.”
I wrap my arms around her and cry too, hoping my best friend is okay.
“Did you call the police?” she asks, pulling away from me.
“Emmanuel is on it,” I say, feeling a burst of optimism just thinking about the intensity in his eyes when I told him what happened.
If anyone can get Cutter back, it’s him.
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