He Gave Me Hearing, Then Taught Me What Silence Really Means novel Chapter 91

Accompanying the message was a screenshot Zara Zimmer had taken of Zoe Ziegler's latest Pinspire post.

It was seven in the evening, pouring rain outside, and Zoe was out searching for her dog.

She cherished her pet deeply, begging anyone who saw him to call her, offering a five-thousand-dollar cash reward for his safe return.

Zara was formidable, a master of psychological warfare.

She didn't explicitly instruct Juniper Lane on what to do, but simply sent another follow-up message.

[Zoe has been fighting her battles alone for years. She's forty-six and unmarried. That dog is old—he's been with her for twenty years, and she treats him like her own child.]

To break through the defenses of a powerful, corporate woman like Zoe—someone who had seen every trick and deception in the book—the best approach wasn't to explain oneself, but to let her towering walls crumble from the inside out.

Juniper was no fool; she instantly understood Zara's good intentions.

[Thank you.]

She typed the two words and immediately asked her driver to head toward Zoe's neighborhood.

It was still raining heavily. Juniper had just returned from the hospital and was heavily reliant on a crutch.

Seeing her prepare to step out without an umbrella, the driver quickly tried to stop her. "Miss, I have an umbrella in the trunk. Do you want to take it?"

Juniper shook her head. "No need, thank you."

She knew what the dog looked like, having scrolled through Zoe's Pinspire feed earlier to get a read on her personality.

Limping, she began searching through the nearby alleys.

The dog was a scruffy terrier mix, sporting a distinct yellow coat with four white paws, making him very easy to recognize.

Juniper searched for over two hours, stopping pedestrians to ask if they had seen him.

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