At Windsor Castle, the Queen’s Welsh Corgis were all settling down after their walk except for one female who just had puppies about six weeks ago. She was still taking care of her little ones.

“I am going to miss the little puppies when they are gone.”

“Aye, it is hard not to fall in love with them. But, all of them are leaving tomorrow. Let them play a bit more. It’s their last day here.”

As the two elderly caretakers feed the other dogs, a shadow moved, unseen by the two. The shadow moved towards the puppies, held a female sable colored puppy and put something on her collar. The shadow left before the caretakers saw him. The two elderly caretakers did not even notice anything unusual.

But, the sable colored puppy did. A charm was hanging on her collar. It did not make any noise. She tried to reach it with her paw and felt something hard inside the soft covering. She wondered what that is, but like all puppies, she had a short attention span. After a few minutes, she fell asleep, the charm dangling from her collar all but forgotten.

When morning came, the sable colored puppy had gotten used to the extra weight in her collar, it felt as if it had been there forever. Like her littermates, she was placed in a little basket. But, unlike her littermates, she did not reach her real destination.

As the baskets were being moved, someone opened one of the baskets and scooped out the little sable colored puppy. The young Welsh Corgi did not even think it was unusual. The hand was familiar. What was unfamiliar was she was nestled inside the man’s coat pocket. But, of course, she did not know that.

She felt hungry and thirsty, but there was no food or water in sight. She could smell them, but they were far away. She started wiggling. She also has to go to the bathroom. But, the man carrying her did not seem to notice. So, she did what all puppies do, do their business when they feel like it.

“Arghhh. Bloody dog,” the man said when he felt that his coat was wet and he could smell dog pooh. Without thinking, he took the dog out and put her on the ground, as he tried to clean his coat pocket. He did not see the puppy run.

She just wanted to have a drink; that was all what the puppy could think of. In her mind, she was just following the smell of water. And, she found it, a puddle that formed around a plastic bottle.

“Where did that bottle go?” Milan said.

“What bottle?” Imadge asked.

“My bottled water. I dropped it accidentally. I don’t want to litter.” Milan looked around, saw water flowing by the tires of the car and saw a glint of plastic. She knelt so that she can grab the bottle, but street was uphill and the bottle moved.

Milan had to drop her bag on the ground as she went on all fours to grab the plastic bottle under the car. So, she did not see the little Welsh Corgi go inside her tote bag. The puppy was attracted by the smell of the cookies.

Though Milan did not see the puppy, the man in the trench coat did. But he could not make himself known. He has to get the puppy without Milan knowing about it. He took down the plate number of the car and listened closely to the conversation of the two girls, gathering from their accents that the blonde girl was an American while the brunette was French. He noted down their names.

It was their male companion that caught his attention. His accent was definitely American but he could not shake the feeling the he had seen him before.

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