Chapter 17
Chase managed to get Willy down from the tree with his first attempt. He was ready to call Guinness Book of World Records on that one. The cat didn’t even manage to draw blood this time. A win-win all around.
“Why did you leave the door open?” Chase asked, handing Willy back to Rebecca and following her inside. “You know you can’t give Willy any reason to escape.”
“There was this photographer looking in the window, and I wasn’t thinking.”
Chase’s fists clenched, and a protective anger rose inside him. “What do you mean he was looking in the window?”
Rebecca’s shoulders rose and fell. “I think he was, at least. I don’t know. I just turned and saw him. I got scared, but then I got annoyed, so I went to confront him. Before I could, Willy ran out the door, and then the guy dis
