I led the policeman and Mrs. Miller into the living room, my mind racing with questions. Lili held my hand tightly, sensing the tension. The officer took off his hat and glanced at the basket where Marsa lay curled around the puppies. There was a gentle, almost reverent silence as we all looked at the scene.
“Ma’am,” he began, “we’ve received reports of a missing litter of puppies from the local animal shelter. They disappeared a few days ago, and we’ve been searching for them ever since.”
