“But, uh, Officer Logan?” She lowers her voice. “See, there’s something we need your help with, sir.”
“I’m all ears, Miss Merriweather.” The officer straightens up, looking tall and official in his navy uniform.
Maxzyne waits until Rico brings Caesar back to where they stand at the railing. “Sir, this horse’s name is Caesar, and he ran away from his carriage driver. We found him—well, I found him by the school today.” She pauses for a second as her conscience pricks. No need to include anything about being on my way to the principal’s office, right?
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