Searching the area
The men from Animal Control immediately widened their search and systematically combed the area. Kenneth was still clutching the sock tightly while simultaneously calling the police and his wife. “Lyla, listen,” he said in a halting voice, “Pablo and Scooter are gone.” He briefly described the situation and hung up while dark scenarios flashed through his mind. Calls for the boy and the dog rang out all over the neighborhood, and the otherwise quiet neighborhood turned into a center of desperate searching.
Searching the area
Lyla goes home
When Lyla received the news, she immediately made her way home, her heart heavy with fear. By now, the police were also on their way. Kenneth paced nervously, unable to keep his composure, while every second seemed like an eternity. “Where could they be?” he mumbled incessantly, his eyes restlessly scanning the street. The officers kept searching, checking every corner and every possible hiding place. Kenneth hoped feverishly that he would soon see his wife’s car approaching.
Lyla goes home
