I kneeled beside Luna, running a hand through her fur, finding some semblance of comfort in her presence. Her intuition had shattered the facade, unveiling a conspiracy that might have otherwise gone unnoticed. She nuzzled me gently, her eyes filled with a wisdom that transcended words.
This was no longer just a funeral; it was the beginning of a search for truth. As investigators arrived and began their work, I realized that discovering whose body lay in my father’s casket was just the first step. Unraveling the mystery of my father’s disappearance—and the reasons behind it—would consume the days to come.
As I stood there, amidst the ruins of what should have been a farewell, I made a silent vow to uncover the truth. For my father. For my family. And for Luna, whose loyalty and instincts had led us to a truth we never expected to face.