Three days later, Detective Carter called with news. They had followed the deer’s trail to a hidden cabin and found two frightened people. They claimed they were being watched—and the deer had carried their message for help. Then came surveillance photos of me, my clinic, and Aaron, a quiet fill-in colleague.
It turned out the deer was part of an animal communication experiment. How the note got there remains unknown, but the warning was real. The detective believed the message was meant for me. I learned that sometimes, truth arrives on four silent legs when you least expect it. And sometimes, all it takes is a quiet visitor to change everything.
