Chapter 38 TRAFFICKED

• Spike jumped on her body. She crashed on the floor with him, on her backside. He was roaring in her face as he lifted his claw to scratch her. She caught his claw in the air. Her head was hurting from the fall.
• "Calm down, boy. It’s me, Ashley." Ashley said in a coaxing tone, gritting her teeth in pain. She could sense that her dog was angry about something, and someone had locked him in there. He stuck out his tongue and licked her face gruffly. She pushed him away immediately and got up on her feet.
• "Tell me, Spike, who locked you in there?" She asked him, looking keenly at him. He barked at her a few times and started running down the corridor. He stopped halfway as he saw that she wasn’t following him. She was busy wiping dirt off her clothes. He ran back to her and licked her hand, pulling it with his mouth without biting her. She understood his gesture quickly.