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Boss. “Then that means you’re my aunt!”
“Boss had—has—a puppy,” I explain. “Stuck in a car near the bridge.” I
point with my nose. Ivan doesn’t know his way around town the way I do.
“That way. Not far. She wants to try to find him, but, well, you know . . . he’s
probably long gone by now.”
I know my words are harsh, but I’m trying to protect Boss.
No way that puppy is still alive.
Ivan strokes his chin. “Why don’t we get everyone settled inside?” he
suggests. “Then we can figure this out.”
“Never mind,” Boss says. “Bob’s right. It’s nuts. Way too dangerous. And
probably too late, anyway.” She takes a deep breath. “He’s not exactly the
first pup I’ve lost. You’d think I’d be used to this by now, wouldn’t you?”
I don’t know what to say. I want to make her pain go away. But what can I
do?
I’m no bigger than Boss is, and certainly no smarter. And I’ve got my own
problems. My busted nose, my aching foot. My angry stomach.
Look out for numero uno. That’s my motto for a reason. It’s kept me alive
this long.