Animal Whisperer: Take Back My Life and Love Chapter 485: Eternal Peace

A truly absurd thought flashed through Kurt’s mind: was this a New Year’s police drill? Or had a department team-building exercise ended up at the wrong address?

He opened his mouth, but only a few dry, cracked syllables escaped his throat. "You... how did you..."

"Kurt Bordian!" The lead SWAT officer’s voice was deafening and cold, cutting straight through his chaotic thoughts.

"You are under arrest for first-degree murder, false imprisonment, organized trafficking of human organs, and multiple other felony counts! Drop the phone, put your hands behind your head, and turn around slowly! Do not make a single sudden move!"

Every word hit Kurt like a sledgehammer. He was still in a daze. How did the police find out? How had they slipped inside so silently?

The phone slipped from Kurt’s hand and hit the rug with a soft thud. From the speaker, the confused voice of the officer playing the collector could still be heard. "Hello? Mr. Kurt?" The officer was certainly dedicated to the role.

Almost simultaneously, another team stormed the bedroom. The shackles on Flowie’s ankles were snapped by professional bolt cutters. She collapsed, completely spent, and had to be carried out. Her face was a mask of tears and sweat, reflecting the sheer exhaustion and terror of a survivor.

Another female officer gently wrapped a blanket around the other victim. The poor woman was still trembling helplessly, her eyes covered by those blood-stained bandages. The officer lifted her up with extreme care.

"It is okay. The police are here."

Two stretchers were rushed in, and both victims were moved to the ambulances waiting outside. The silent flash of emergency lights cut through the stillness of New Year's Eve.

As Kurt was led out of the villa in handcuffs, the last things he saw were a cluster of tiny, damp paw prints scuffing the living room floor and a side door that showed absolutely no signs of a forced entry.

Hearing the news of the successful mission, Nancy finally felt the knot in her chest loosen. She let out a long, shaky breath.

The dust had settled. The communication channel went quiet for a moment before the raspy, sincere voice of the Dimsdale scene commander came through.

"Nancy... I really do not know how to thank you. If it weren't for your persistence and your refusal to let this go, we would have no idea how much longer this monster would have stayed free or how many more people he would have destroyed."

Then, the sound of rhythmic footsteps echoed through the speakers. Nancy looked at the live feed and saw the officers, at their commander’s signal, turn toward the corners where the squirrels hid and the branches where the sparrows perched. They stood at attention and snapped into a sharp, solemn salute.

"Our thanks to Nancy and the little furries!" Their powerful voices joined together, broadcasting clearly through the device.

"Nancy, Happy New Year!"

On the screen stood the disciplined soldiers in uniform, paying their respects to the tiny, furry heroes. In her study hundreds of miles away, Nancy sat alone, yet she had been right there on the front lines with them.

Watching those upright figures saluting the animals and hearing the New Year’s blessing sent specifically to her from across the province, Nancy felt her eyes well up. Through the screen, she could feel the genuine bond formed by the mission and the profound recognition of her unique gift.

Her throat tightened, and she gave her nose a small, quiet sniff. "I want to thank all of you as well. Thank you for trusting me and for everything you do to keep people safe."

She paused, allowing her emotions to settle. "Everyone worked so hard. Happy New Year. In the coming year, I hope that every time you head out on a mission, you all return home safely. May every day be peaceful and fruitful!"

…

The New Year holiday passed in a flash, and Nancy’s family returned to their busy lives. Tammy left Townsville shortly after the break. Simon’s schedule grew even tighter following a promotion and a transfer to the capital.

Nancy returned to her routine at the Loren Zoo, focusing on establishing the Zoo Animal Intelligence Bureau to provide better protection for her animal partners. From now on, her animal detectives would have a headquarters of their own.

Life seemed to have found a steady rhythm again until one afternoon, when her guard hurried over to find her. His expression was grave, though it held a hint of suppressed excitement.

"Nancy, based on our recent investigation into the circumstances of your father’s death... we have made a new discovery."

He paused, looking at Nancy with a steady gaze.

"His death while saving someone years ago... it was not a simple accident. We have identified the individuals involved and are currently deploying teams to make the arrests."

The guard stood at attention. "The officer in charge will explain the details to you personally."

He handed an encrypted communicator to Nancy. A steady, slightly raspy voice came through the line. it was an old friend, Captain Simmons from the Provincial Department.