Her trembling hands dug through her purse for her phone. Twice, she dropped it, nerves making her clumsy. Her heart battered against her ribs, ears filled with the frantic beat. Every second she hesitated could mean another lost heartbeat under that cloth.
She dialed with shaking fingers, the glow of the screen blinding against the encroaching dark. She didn’t even breathe as the line clicked. The dog’s eyes locked on her, wide and raw, as if sensing salvation was finally near.