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Page 39 of The Journey of a Lifetime (Tiny Homes and Happy Tails #2)

W alker happily went with Cindy for his nightly walk. He’d been glad that she was with her parents again. He glanced up at her. She had a contented smile on her face.

It made him happy. He gave her a toothy smile of his own.

He sniffed a nearby tree before doing his business.

“You ready, boy?”

He turned around, and then the scent hit him.

Familiar.

Menacing.

Dangerous.

He let out a low growl.

Cindy chuckled. “Are you smelling a squirrel, Walker?”

A dark figure stepped out from the woods. “Not a squirrel. Me.”

Walker’s growl turned into a full-on bark.

“Tony.” Cindy’s voice quaked and she tightened her hold on the leash.

Walker stepped in front of her and continued to bark. He could smell the scent of anger and beer pouring off Tony.

“You’re coming with me.” Tony pulled out a knife.

Walker barked as Tony stepped closer.

“You tell that dog to shut up or I’m going to take care of him myself.” Tony warned.

Walker wasn’t scared. He took a step closer and continued to bark.

Tony lunged at him with the knife. Cindy pushed Tony back. They both went tumbling to the ground.

Tony pressed Cindy to the ground.

Cindy looked at him. “Walker, go get help!”

He didn’t want to leave but Cindy screamed at him a second time to go for help.

He looked at her for a second and then raced back in the direction of Maggie.