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his pockets.
The shorter one wore a black sweatshirt with a red star on the back, the hood pulled up. They stopped beside the river and poked a stick in the sandy soil.
The blond man picked up a handful from the riverbank and rubbed it in his palms.
“What is he doing?” Angel whispered.
“Search me. They’re looking at the dirt. It doesn’t make any sense.”
The hooded figure pinched some of the dirt and held it up to the light. “Color. It’s all through this area. Didn’t I tell you?”
“Is that a good sign?”
The shorter figure’s head lowered. The hood obscured the scoundrel’s face. “It doesn’t concern you. Your job is to bring him around. I don’t care how you do it. There’s an extra $1000 for you if he’s out of here by the end of the month.” The two turned back toward the road.
The blond man nodded. “Trust me. He’s as good as gone.”
Angel and Black Cat sat beneath the bushes long after the couple were out of sight.
“Poor John! Bad enough the bank is after him, now these two.”
Angel shook her head. “The least we can do is keep an eye on Cindy and keep her safe. We should get back. We’ve been gone quite a while. She’ll be worried. I’ll race you back. Just try and catch me!” She ran, leaving him staring after her retreating figure.
She had more gumption than he thought. By the time he reached the front porch, she was waiting beside the door.
He panted. I’m getting all out of shape. Perhaps I should lose a pound. Yes, indeed. He’d start a diet. First thing tomorrow, right after breakfast.
Chapter Nine
M oving slowly up the steps onto the porch, Black Cat gasped for breath, his lungs thumping from the exertion. It was a good thing to let her win once in a while. Bolstered her ego.
Angel sat beside the door, delicately licking her shoulder. She wasn’t even breathing hard.
The screen door squeaked open. “Oh! There you are.” Cindy shook her finger. “Bad kitties! Where have you been? I thought you were lost again. Wait until you see who came to visit. Come in and say hello to my mama.”
Black Cat took a deep breath, his sides still heaving. Cindy’s mama? He didn’t know she had a mama. No one had mentioned her before. Where had she been all this time? He stepped inside.
Cindy closed the front door.
A lady with short-cropped blonde hair, cut square across her ears, sat on the sofa. She took a drag from her cigarette, tipped up her face and blew smoke toward the ceiling. She sat back, a nervous smile touching the corner of her mouth. Her gaze flit across the room and settled on the family picture on the mantle. She shook her head as though the memory of days gone by was too troubling to remember. She glanced back at Cindy when she spoke.
“Daddy says no one should smoke in the house. It isn’t good for you, Mama.”
The mama squashed her cigarette into a cup on the coffee table. “Okay. I’ll put it out.” She fidgeted with her lighter, and then laid it beside the coffee cup.
“This is Angel and Black Cat.” Cindy gathered Angel in her arms. “They were in the back of Daddy’s truck when we got home from Grandma’s house. We’re taking care of them until we find their home.” Cindy bent down and kissed the top of Angel’s head. “I made some lost and found posters and we’re going to put them at the grocery store.” Cindy flipped Angel onto her shoulder and patted her back. She sat down beside her mother. “You can pet her if you want. She’s real gentle.”
Angel moved her head away from Cindy’s long brown ponytail, turned and looked into the mama’s face.
Black Cat’s gaze fixed on Cindy’s mother. She had blue eyes like Cindy, but different. Not kind, like John’s. More intense, calculating, maybe even hard. In an instant, he took a measure of the woman. I don’t like her . No particular reason. Just didn’t. He noticed how Angel’s ears tipped back like when something smells bad. She felt the same way about the
The shorter one wore a black sweatshirt with a red star on the back, the hood pulled up. They stopped beside the river and poked a stick in the sandy soil.
The blond man picked up a handful from the riverbank and rubbed it in his palms.
“What is he doing?” Angel whispered.
“Search me. They’re looking at the dirt. It doesn’t make any sense.”
The hooded figure pinched some of the dirt and held it up to the light. “Color. It’s all through this area. Didn’t I tell you?”
“Is that a good sign?”
The shorter figure’s head lowered. The hood obscured the scoundrel’s face. “It doesn’t concern you. Your job is to bring him around. I don’t care how you do it. There’s an extra $1000 for you if he’s out of here by the end of the month.” The two turned back toward the road.
The blond man nodded. “Trust me. He’s as good as gone.”
Angel and Black Cat sat beneath the bushes long after the couple were out of sight.
“Poor John! Bad enough the bank is after him, now these two.”
Angel shook her head. “The least we can do is keep an eye on Cindy and keep her safe. We should get back. We’ve been gone quite a while. She’ll be worried. I’ll race you back. Just try and catch me!” She ran, leaving him staring after her retreating figure.
She had more gumption than he thought. By the time he reached the front porch, she was waiting beside the door.
He panted. I’m getting all out of shape. Perhaps I should lose a pound. Yes, indeed. He’d start a diet. First thing tomorrow, right after breakfast.
Chapter Nine
M oving slowly up the steps onto the porch, Black Cat gasped for breath, his lungs thumping from the exertion. It was a good thing to let her win once in a while. Bolstered her ego.
Angel sat beside the door, delicately licking her shoulder. She wasn’t even breathing hard.
The screen door squeaked open. “Oh! There you are.” Cindy shook her finger. “Bad kitties! Where have you been? I thought you were lost again. Wait until you see who came to visit. Come in and say hello to my mama.”
Black Cat took a deep breath, his sides still heaving. Cindy’s mama? He didn’t know she had a mama. No one had mentioned her before. Where had she been all this time? He stepped inside.
Cindy closed the front door.
A lady with short-cropped blonde hair, cut square across her ears, sat on the sofa. She took a drag from her cigarette, tipped up her face and blew smoke toward the ceiling. She sat back, a nervous smile touching the corner of her mouth. Her gaze flit across the room and settled on the family picture on the mantle. She shook her head as though the memory of days gone by was too troubling to remember. She glanced back at Cindy when she spoke.
“Daddy says no one should smoke in the house. It isn’t good for you, Mama.”
The mama squashed her cigarette into a cup on the coffee table. “Okay. I’ll put it out.” She fidgeted with her lighter, and then laid it beside the coffee cup.
“This is Angel and Black Cat.” Cindy gathered Angel in her arms. “They were in the back of Daddy’s truck when we got home from Grandma’s house. We’re taking care of them until we find their home.” Cindy bent down and kissed the top of Angel’s head. “I made some lost and found posters and we’re going to put them at the grocery store.” Cindy flipped Angel onto her shoulder and patted her back. She sat down beside her mother. “You can pet her if you want. She’s real gentle.”
Angel moved her head away from Cindy’s long brown ponytail, turned and looked into the mama’s face.
Black Cat’s gaze fixed on Cindy’s mother. She had blue eyes like Cindy, but different. Not kind, like John’s. More intense, calculating, maybe even hard. In an instant, he took a measure of the woman. I don’t like her . No particular reason. Just didn’t. He noticed how Angel’s ears tipped back like when something smells bad. She felt the same way about the
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