"Still nothing. Maybe Stephen can help."
Cara rejoined Stephen as he and Uncle Todd lifted a broken piece of drywall. "My mom wants you to call for the dog. Maybe she'll come to you."
Stephen held the wall steady while Uncle Todd sifted through the contents underneath. "All right. Give me a moment."
"You can go." Uncle Todd stood, brushing his gloved hands on his pants. "I'm done here."
Cara followed Stephen as he walked around the house, whistling and calling for Indie. Then he stopped and held up a hand. "Do you hear something?"
Cara strained her ears. "No. What is it?"
"Sounds like whining." He cupped his hands around his mouth. "Indie! There it is again." He moved forward, visibly excited.
Cara hid her smile. Normally he was not a dog person, but Indie had latched onto him at th
