Good thing Agnes was quick on her feet, so that bucket of water only dampened the hem of her dress.

The woman was fierce and intimidating. “Get out! Now! You’re not welcome here.”

Agnes said calmly, “Mrs. Fabian, I just want to talk to you. I mean no harm.”

Mrs. Fabian looked impatient. “I have nothing to discuss with journalists. Leave now or I’ll kick you out.” With that, Mrs. Fabian slammed the door shut.

Agnes found herself left out in the cold.

She sighed. This was a tough nut to crack, no chance for a conversation at all.

But Agnes was not one to give up so easily. She stood at the doorstep, plotting her next move.

Soon after, she heard the barking of dogs in the alleyway, and clearly someone else was approaching.

Jared, dressed in a sleek black overcoat, came

like swallowing a calming pill for Agnes,

noticing her damp dress, he asked, “What happened?”

couldn’t get in and start a conversation. Do

replied, “Let me

words, Agnes was hopeful. After all, Jared was famously

on the door again, and in

or I’ll call the police.” The same woman’s voice, filled with murderous intent. Seeing two people at her doorstep, she snarled, “What now, you brought reinforcements? Don’t think

animals? If you’re gone, who will take

to hit a nerve. The woman’s expression changed visibly, her faux ferocity falling

your eviction. I’m working on a special feature for the Stray Animal Protection Association about

Fabian’s expression softened as she asked, “So you’re not here on behalf

are not within my jurisdiction, Mrs. Fabian. We’re not here to convince

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