Blake shut the patrol car door slowly, his eyes never leaving the man at the stall.
The seller turned away too quickly.
That was the first mistake.
The second was thinking Officer Blake Carter wouldn’t notice.
The German Shepherd shifted beside him, letting out a low, almost inaudible sound—not a growl, not fear. Recognition.
Blake had seen that look before.
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