The guard thought the scarred K9 would maul the woman they had zip-tied to a chair – eirian

That meant something.

Cora slowly slid her loosened hands free from the zip ties behind her back.

Wyatt saw the movement.

“Hands!”

Cora raised them immediately.

Empty.

Easy.

Brutus turned.

The moment he saw the pistol pointed toward Cora, the fur along his shoulders lifted.

“Brutus.”