Not alone
Relief flooded through Judy as she reached down, stroking Bruno’s head with shaking hands. But her gaze shifted almost immediately. The thick black cable ran beside him through the sandy crawl space—only this time, it had an exposed end. It wasn’t connected to anything now. Yet the metal connector was clearly visible. Judy stared at it, heart hammering. The question cut deep: what had it been plugged into beneath her very own house?
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