Thirteen, Fourteen ... Little boy unseen (Rebekka Franck Book 7)
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Camilla looked concerned. “Oh, my. That’s Brutus.” Camilla walked towards Victor. “You shouldn’t put your hand in there,” she said, but Victor didn’t listen. Camilla looked at me. “He really shouldn’t put his hand in there.”
I walked to him. “Take your hand out, buddy.”
I looked inside the cage. A huge gray dog stared back with eyes as white as snow. It looked like a pit bull. It had scars on its face and only half an ear. I gasped. It looked really creepy.
“I’m sorry,” Camilla said. “He’s not safe. Please take your hand out of the cage before he bites you. He’s been badly mistreated. He’s not well. I’m afraid we might have to put him down soon. You can’t trust him. He bit my husband just yesterday, attacked him out of the blue. He can’t be trusted; no one will want him.”
“I want him,” Victor said.
Uh-oh. I had a feeling he would say that.
“No, you don’t,” Camilla said. “He’s dangerous, sweetheart. Please, get your hand out.” Camilla grabbed Victor’s arm. I didn’t realize until it was too late. Victor let out a loud scream. It was ear-piercing.
Camilla let go of his arm and looked at me.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “He doesn’t like to be touched.”
The dog growled and banged his head against the bars while staring at Camilla. It looked like it was ready to kill her. Victor still had his hand inside the cage, but it didn’t touch him.
“Now, he’s doing it again,” she said with terror in her voice. “Occasionally, he bangs his head against the bars like he’s trying to get out. I really don’t like that dog. It’s very rare, since I love most animals, but this one I simply don’t know how to handle.”
“But he lets Victor pet him,” I said.
“That’s…that’s the first time he ever let anyone touch him,” Camilla said. “I’ve never seen him quite like this before. It’s very unusual; normally, he never lets anyone touch him…just looking into his eyes usually makes him angry.”
Exactly like Victor.
I turned to look at Maya, who was playing with Kenneth, throwing a small rubber bone across the room and having him fetch it for her. She was laughing and kissing the small dog. His ears flapped when he ran.
This is not good.
“I want this one,” Victor said, still staring inside the cage and petting the dog. It was now licking his hand and calming down from his touch.
I sighed deeply. There was only one solution to this, and I was certain I was going to regret it.
“We’ll take them both.”
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SLENDERMAN (Emma Frost #9)
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