13
A new day, and Agathe pushed through Tiluma’s corridors, her attention low on the slate-gray carpets, while loose tendrils of hair acted as a veil about her face. Despite Luke giving her his address last night, she had no plans to use it, much less get personal with him ever again. In fact, right about now, she’d be glad to finish her day without bumping into him.
The raucous sound of a dog’s bark bounced down the corridor, and she paused at the distinctive musk smell of canine. She lifted her head, a sense of grossed-out interest causing her to pick up her pace.
Twenty or so Tiluma employees gathered around the break area, expressions ranging from delight to dismay, while approximately ten dogs of all differing sizes and breeds scampered about, Max standing front and center of the p
