Ivey’s identity
The vet pulled his laptop open and began typing quickly, the glow lighting his serious face. A moment later, he spun the screen toward Amber. “Darwin’s fox,” he said firmly. “Critically endangered. Native to South America.” Amber’s eyes widened, stunned. She studied the images, comparing them to her sketches. The features matched. The explanation was there at last. Yet, instead of relief, a bigger question rose like a tide inside her.
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