Chapter 5

The night dragged on, but Daniel hadn't come back.

Anxiety was a frantic buzz under my fur. I couldn't touch the freeze-dried treats he had left out for me. All I could do was plant myself by the door, my ears strained for the sound of his key in the lock.

Time stood still.

Waiting wasn't enough. I had to prove it was me.

I scrambled around the apartment, a frantic ball of fur searching for a tool.

Honestly, the laptop on the desk would be the perfect tool.

I only needed a few taps on the keyboard to tell…