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Chapter 4
Riley looked to Drew with her eyes wide in terror. Her lips quivered as she shook in disbelief
and Drew panted heavily in the middle of the dirt road, his gaze cast downward as the dust,
kicked up by Doris’ car, started to settle. He had tried to run after Terry’s kidnappers, but it
was in vain. Terry was gone.
“What are we going to do, Drew?” Riley squeaked, trying hard not to let the cracks in her
voice betray her fading composure.
Whipping his head back to Riley with renewed energy he shouted, “We have to save him!
We need to tell someone”.
Eyes ablaze with determination, Drew tugged at his phone wedged in his jean pocket. He
quickly punched in the Animal Services number and held his phone eagerly and impatiently
to his ear. However, as the phone rung out, Drew realised that it would not pick up. He
looked at his screen accusingly, with betrayal written in hard lines across his face.
No service.
Riley, who had shuffled from her spot on the side of the road, now stood worryingly over
Drew’s shoulder.
“How are we supposed to reach help now? There’s no way to get mobile service out in the
bush!” screeched Riley, now even more anxious than she had been before.