Marcus’s grim suspicion rang true: these raccoons were coerced or trained to pilfer. The criminals exploited their dexterity, turning natural foragers into pawns in a lucrative theft ring. Luna was just an accidental catch, mistaken for some intriguing item. Marcus vowed to get her out—by cunning, if necessary.
Scanning for exits, Marcus noted how precariously the shack perched on failing posts. One doorway led to a slippery walkway. Another section was hidden behind crates. He withdrew his phone to call authorities, only to find no signal. Typical in remote wetlands. Furious, he planned a silent rescue attempt.