Returning to the tree
The officers followed Jeff outside, where he drove them back to the forest’s edge. With Max leading the way, they retraced the exact path Jeff had taken earlier. It was mid-afternoon, and the autumn sun was low, casting long shadows through the trees. When they reached the open area, Jeff pointed to the tree where everything had happened. “That’s where Max climbed up,” he said, gesturing to the trunk.
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