Owners Discovered
“This dog had owners,” Becky said to Lucy, her voice tight with restrained anger. “And we’re going to find out exactly who they were.” Her mind raced with possibilities—an urgent phone call, a tense confrontation. Whatever lay ahead, she was ready. Her heart pounded fiercely, driven by an unrelenting need to hold someone accountable. She would not rest until justice was served.
Owners Discovered
Breeder’s Hideout
Following the lead to an unlikely location—a half-shuttered backyard breeding operation—Becky found herself standing before a dilapidated, paint-peeling house. Her fists clenched as she took in the scene. The shattered windows seemed to taunt her, each jagged edge a silent accusation. The air was heavy with the stench of neglect, the entire place exuding an unspoken truth that was impossible to ignore. A wave of disgust churned within her. She knew a confrontation was inevitable—something critical, something she couldn’t afford to walk away from.
Breeder’s Hideout
