Taby meowed plaintively from his carrier as Chloe tucked his cage into place in the back seat and then shut the door closed. Glancing at the front door to the condominium building for the last time, she huffed out a breath and then drove out the driveway. She looked at Tabby in her rearview and sighed heavily at his stoic expression.
"Don't think I don't know how you feel," she said to the anxious feline. "It's been one hell of a long day, and it isn't over yet."
She drove straight from the city, her eyes glued to the road, her thoughts fretful and anxious like her cat. Her meeting with Tucker had not gone well, and that was the understatement of the year. She'd met him at the office with all of James Inc. pending invoices, her appointment calender, and her book containing the phone numb
