I look at the dog. I guess we'll have to take you in too.
The dog lowers its head and whimpers, clearly distressed by the situation. It looks up at you with pleading eyes, as if silently asking for mercy.
I look at the dog. wow, he looks sad.
The dog whimpers softly and lowers its head, clearly distressed. The detective looks down at the canine and sighs.
"He hasn't left this spot since the police found her body," he says quietly. "It's like he's been waiting for her to come back."
I never thought I’d be accused of murder, but here we are.
The dog sniffs your leg before taking a few steps towards you, its tail slowly wagging. You feel a strange sense of calm wash over you as the dog circles around you, its eyes never leaving your face.
I look at the dog. so you’re the one…
The dog looks back at you with sad eyes. It seems to understand the implications of its actions, and lowers its head shamefully.
I look at the dog He killed her?
The detective nods grimly, taking a long drag on his cigarette before replying.
"Yeah, it seems so," he says, exhaling a cloud of smoke. "Looks like the old girl must have been keeping secrets."
I look at the dog, then back at the detective. "So, what now?"
The detective glances at the dog before turning to you.
"Well, the investigation is officially closed, but we'll still need to figure out how to handle this situation."
The dog continues to watch you closely, its ears perked up.
wow.. so it was the dog all along..
The dog continues to look at you with its head tilted, seemingly curious about your reaction. The detective speaks up.
"Seems so," he replies, still processing the unexpected twist. "It appears that Karolyn's loyal canine companion had been waiting anxiously for her return and snapped when she didn't come home."
I look at the dog as I approach him hi there boy..
The dog, a large and fluffy German Shepherd mix, tilts its head at you before taking a cautious step forward. Its tail wags slightly, but its ears remain perked up, listening intently to your voice.
I never thought I'd be here today... investigating the murder of a teacher at their own home. looks around the garden Did she have any enemies?
The detective answers your question, still processing the situation.
"From what I've gathered so far, she didn't seem to have any known enemies. She was well-liked by her students and colleagues. She won a regional teaching award a few years ago, and she even traveled to Italy."
I kneel down. Hey boy…the dog sniffs my hand. I know your hungry.
The dog continues to sniff your hand, its tail wagging slightly. It seems to be assessing your trustworthiness.
I look at the dog. so… you did it?
The dog looks back at you with sad, yet defiant eyes, as if silently pleading for forgiveness.