Thirty Dogs and a Deadly Betrayal

The weather was blistering hot, and my best friend, who called herself a saint of dog rescue, brought home thirty stray dogs with the help of my boyfriend.

In an instant the dorm filled with the stench of rotting fish, and it turned our stomachs.

"Mabel, hurry up and get the dogs out of here. It reeks."

She didn't like hearing that. "It's a hundred and four degrees out there! The dogs will die in that heat!"

"There's AC in the dorm. You'll all just have to put up with it. Once it cools down I'll let them out."