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are wearing Chris’s clothes so her smell is there,” he mused.  
    “ Confused ? What is that supposed to mean?” I yelled and ran to the window again, the phone clutched in my hand.  
    Pasha sat where she did before, but now there was a small, black-and-white cat, rubbing itself against the dog. The dog seemed to ignore the other animal.  
    I told Ethan what I saw, and he said, “See? She won’t even hurt a cat. You’re safe. Open the door and let her smell your hand. When she does, pet her gently and slowly on the head. Walk outside and straight to the backyard. You know what to do next.”  
    “And she won’t chase after me?” That couldn’t be so easy. There must have been a catch.  
    “She most likely will but not to hurt you. To play.”
    I sighed in frustration and rolled my eyes. That was a weird dog; and probably not very smart. But I didn’t want a smart dog here now. I was glad this one wouldn’t make a hamburger out of me.  
    “Okay, but it’ll be your fault if she bites me,” I told him. “I’m going there, so if you won’t see me in a few minutes, you better come to the rescue.” I hung up and put the phone back in its cradle.  
    “This is insane,” I said to myself and opened the door just a crack, ready to slam it shut in Pasha’s face.  
    She opened her mouth, and her long tongue rolled out. She looked as if she was grinning at me. Slowly, with my heart beating like some insane drum, I reached my hand toward the massive black muzzle. “I’m not going to hurt you, Pasha,” I said, my voice shaky.
    The dog sniffed me, and it’s wet nose pushed onto my palm. I carefully ran my hand to the spot between Pasha’s ears. Her fur was soft and slick, and she felt pleasantly warm.  
    “You’re so friendly,” I whispered. “My name is Gloria… well, I will tell you the truth: it’s actually Lisbeth.”
    Pasha licked my wrist as if to show that she appreciated the trust and would keep my secret.  
    “Ethan is waiting for me out there,” I tipped my chin toward the woods in the back, “you know Ethan, right?”  
    Pasha squealed quietly.  
    “You do!” Wow, she understood everything I was saying. Maybe she was smart after all. “Okay, so I’m gonna walk to that gate there in the back. Will you let me go?”
    Pasha nudged me with her muzzle again. I guessed it was her way of saying “yes”.  
    The cat appeared from nowhere again and went around my legs, rubbing himself—or maybe herself—on my pants.  
    I bent down and patted the animal’s soft head. He looked at me and meowed quietly.  
    “It’s nice to meet you too,” I said quietly to the cat. “But now I need to go.” I slowly stood up, careful not to make any sudden moves. After all, I couldn’t be sure of Pasha’s reaction, no matter what Ethan said about her being unusually friendly.  
    I locked the door behind me. Should I leave Chris’s key something around here? Maybe behind that large flowerpot. She didn’t mention anything about it, and with Pasha letting everyone into the house I didn’t feel comfortable leaving the key here. So I put it in the pants pocket. Chris said Juno would get her anyway. And Juno must’ve had another key.  
    I walked fast toward the back fence. Both animals trotted next to me, like my own private escort party. It was kind of funny. And cute. And reassuring. I felt like they cared about my wellbeing, and I was amazed, since I’ve never owned an animal. I didn’t know how affectionate and clever they could be.  
    I also realized something else: from the moment Ethan dropped me off in front of Chris’s house, I didn’t think even for a split second about my difficult situation, the gang, poor Helen, or the FBI. This puzzled and amazed me—in a good way. All I was concerned about until now was to follow the plan.  
    As soon as I got to the gate leading into the woods, I turned to my furry escorts. “Thank you for everything. You two are something else. Maybe