He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and steadied himself against the rising tide of panic. There had to be a way to do this. Jeremy stared out the window, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on him.
He knew he needed a different approach. He looked at the dog again, studying its matted fur and thin body. The dog looked frail and weak, shivering uncontrollably in the brutal cold. An idea flickered in his mind—maybe he could lure the dog with food.