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“Me neither. We’ve been at the same station for nine years,” Mason added.

“He’s kinda private though. He’s close with his brother and sister, but he’s one of those people who can keep the focus on you, if that makes sense.”

Sean pointed and finished chewing. “Yeah. We work with him every day. He’s our brother. We know him, but it’s like surface stuff.”

“He’s the best cook at the house. That’s all I need to know,” Brooklyn said.

Logan patted his round stomach. “We see that.”

They all laughed. Brooklyn wadded up a napkin and threw it at him.

“Just wait until you’re pushing fifty.”

“I’ve got a long way to go before that,” Logan shot back, then he turned serious. “Teague’s always the first one to volunteer for anything. He never complains. I trust him with my life. I can’t say that about everyone.”

They all hummed their agreement.

“I’m ready for that bastard to get back. It’s bullshit they suspended him.”

Suspended? I thought he was taking time off.

“You didn’t know,” Logan said.

My face must’ve given away my shock. I shook my head.

“He didn’t do anything wrong. Captain has it out for him. Always riding his ass.” Mason snorted in disgust.

Sadie nudged his hand with the pizza in it.

“Sadie. No,” I said. She bumped him again.

“Sorry, sweetheart,” he said.

She was undeterred. She sat on his foot and stared up at him.

It was impossible to get mad when she was so funny.

“Did Teague send you to do this?” I asked, a little afraid of the answer and how it would make me feel.

They looked around at each other just as they had before.

“We’ve been sworn to secrecy,” Brooklyn said. “But we’re not to leave until you’re all set up and happy.”

He’d done it.

He cared enough about these dogs to make sure they were comfortable and safe. The kennels weren’t cages. They were a space for them to make their own.

Everyone liked to have their own room.

That was what he’d given them.

And I wasn’t sure when I’d ever see him again to thank him.

I went to the back and mixed up the clay we used to make paw imprints for people who donated and adopted our dogs.

I coaxed Ash over and pressed her paw into the soft material. She complied without hesitation. I placed it in a box and set it beside Brooklyn.

“Will you make sure he gets this?”

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