His handler’s grip on the leash was tight, barely holding it together. It was then I noticed a scrap of fabric behind the casket—it wasn’t Silas’ uniform. It was from a private security firm, not the police.
I began digging and found that the “phantom call” that sent Silas to the warehouse had no origin, and no evidence linked to it. Valor’s loyalty led me to follow a trail to a hidden room in the warehouse, where we found documents and a computer revealing a corruption network between local officials and a private security firm. Silas had uncovered it, and they had targeted him.
Valor had also picked up a rare scent, leading us to the firm’s office where we found the missing radio logs and a confession from Silas before his death. The case was reopened
