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Jo Ho, Author & Screenwriter

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I checked in on the dog. He was still unconscious, but his color had improved somewhat. I placed my fingers on the inner side of Bandit’s thigh and felt for a pulse on the femoral artery. The beat was slow and steady. Another positive sign.

The old boiler kicked into gear, the ancient pipes rattling within the confines of the walls. Bandit’s human friend was taking me up on the shower. Good. Like anyone who spent the day dumpster diving to survive, she’d smelled pretty foul, but I hadn’t wanted to put her on edge any more than she already was.

With nothing else to do, I suddenly remembered the serial number tattooed into Bandit’s ear and fetched the laptop from my office. Firing up the MacBook, I typed the numbers into a veterinary database of found animals. I hit return and waited, not really expecting to get a result.

I was wrong.

Within seconds, a warning flashed across the screen:

If you see this dog, call us immediately on the following number.

He has escaped from a medical facility and carries a contagious virus.

The virus is NOT transmittable to humans. Repeat. It is NOT transmittable to humans. However, you should not approach him.

Please call and we will handle the extraction.

On his safe return, you will be handsomely rewarded.

The warning was followed by a picture of Bandit at full health. I was right; he was a stunning dog, and now I knew why.

He was a lab dog. A virus carrying medical experiment.

Despite the wrench in my gut and how I knew this would kill the girl upstairs, I did what any professional in my line of work would do.

I picked up the phone and dialed.

After a few rings, the call was answered by a curt female voice.

“HPA, how can I be of assistance?”

“Hi,” I began. “I’m calling about a warning you filed with the National Pets Registrar about a missing Tri-colored border collie.”

There was a sudden silence on the line. When she spoke again, it was with barely controlled enthusiasm.

“I’m a vet with a clinic in Connecticut. A girl just arrived with an injured dog, pretty sure it’s the one you’re looking for.”

“Could you give me your name, sir?” she asked.

“Jake Sullivan. I run Ellington Pet Care in Sudbury Park Estate.”

“Thank you, sir. Now, I have a few questions for our extraction team. Have you come in close contact with the dog?”

“Yes. He was injured. I performed a basic op and sewed up the wound. He’d lost quite a bit of blood, but I performed a single transfusion.”

“I see.” She didn’t sound pleased by my having saved his life. I got the distinct feeling the dog was nothing but an experiment to her. It made my betrayal to Chase all the harder. “And either before or during the operation, did you communicate with the dog at all?”

I paused, perplexed. What kind of question was that? She must have felt my hesitation as she quickly tried to cover it up.

“What I mean to say is, was the dog awake when he was brought to you?”

“Barely,” I replied.

“So you didn’t speak to him, he didn’t respond?”

OK. This was getting weird. I frowned at her line of questioning.

“I’m sorry, what kind of medical facility is this?” I asked.

“Please hold, sir.”

Cheesy elevator music piped down the line. I was stunned. I’d asked a simple question, and she’d put me on hold? Something felt wrong about this whole scenario. I held the phone in my hand, wondering how long it would be before she got back to me when the music abruptly cut out. I sat there, shocked, hearing nothing but the dead dial tone. She’d cut me off?! Turning around on my stool, my eyes followed the cord to the phone — and stopped dead.

Bandit sat next to the phone, awake, his paw nestled firmly in the cradle.

It was he who had cut me off…

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This bestselling and award-winning series follows a vet haunted by grief, a determined runaway girl, and the remarkable dog who longs for a life beyond the confines of a cage.

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Jo Ho, Author & Screenwriter

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