INT. - 10th STREET ANIMAL RESCUE - EVENING

The hallway was dark, quiet, though animals stirred behind the door to her left, leading to the cages where the strays and drop offs were housed. They sounded as though they'd been woken, though there were only a few yipping barks here and there, not the full-throated cacophony of a disturbance.

Either they knew well who was with them or they were being kept quiet somehow. Food, maybe? Gerri glanced to her right, into the front ...