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Eli swallowed hard as Mary called for the K-9 to come forward.

“Bullet, volg.”

Bullet obeyed, coming to heel next to Mary’s left side. She scratched him under the chin. “Who’s my good boy?”

That was apparently code for at ease, for the dog bounded forward, barking playfully. After a moment, he approached Eli. Eli stood perfectly still, waiting for the dog to—

What? Chomp his leg off? Go for his throat? He had to get over his nerves.

Like yesterday.

“Can I touch him?” Eli asked tentatively.

“Absolutely. He’s yours, you know.”

Eli reached forward, then paused. “Wait. What do you mean, he’s mine?” Mental alarms pealed in his ears. “He belongs to the police department, right?”

“The department paid for him, yes.”

“Good, then.” For a moment he’d had the unnerving picture of having to take the dog home with him. “So now what?”

“Now we train.”

“Train? I thought the dog already was trained.”

“Oh, Bullet’s trained,” Mary replied, her chuckle softened by the kindness in her gaze. “I was talking about you.”