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Chapter 9 Beneath the Collar

I tugged at the collar. It fit too tightly and the leather was rough against my skin.

Kieran swatted my hand away.

“That collar belonged to my dog,” Kieran said, stroking the small metal tag that hung from the black leather strap around my neck. His voice was soft, almost fond, as if he were reminis...