Cassy pov
"So whoever planted those wine bottles among the other things must have done it when the visitors parked their car in the garage and then left to meet you. That is the only explanation I can think of. I did go to the garage that day. But I didn't find anything peculiar. But could it be that the wine was put in the trunk while they were in the pack without their knowledge?" Sir Harold analysed.
"Let's ask Alpha Sam about their day. They could have made a stop at a store or somewhere like the gas station, and perhaps they were being watched while they weren't aware." My father suggested. I frowned. This felt more like a well-planned crime. I just couldn't fathom who would be that eager to hurt us that bad.
"That is a good idea." Mom agreed. "It is hard to believe that any of ou
