Ethan nodded toward Luke. “Once on the street… and once right here.”

Luke chuckled softly. “Guess Rex never stopped doing his job.”

Later that night, Luke visited the old cemetery. He knelt beside Rex’s grave, sunlight fading behind the hills.

He placed his police badge beside the tombstone, whispering, “Your job’s done, partner. You saved us both.”

A gentle breeze stirred the grass, and for a fleeting second, he thought he heard a bark in the wind — clear, proud, and eternal.

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