Half an hour later, Finn was back upstairs, holding a small, clean kitten.
It hadn't been vaccinated, so a proper bath was out of the question. He had to make do with wiping it down a dozen times with wet tissues until it was passably clean. Still feeling a bit disgusted, he wrapped it in a towel.
When he had tried to leave the stall, the kitten had latched onto his leg with its tiny claws, meowing so pitifully that he hadn't had the heart to leave it behind. Now, it gazed up at him with wide, luminous eyes.
Finn looked away. "Don't look at me like that. It won't work."
After a few seconds of silence, he added, "Wait until your mother gets here. You can try your charms on her."
Whether by coincidence or because it actually understood him, the kitten let out a sweet, soft meow. Finn's mood lifted, and he found the little stray a bit more endearing.
Returning to the private dining room, he saw that Evangeline still hadn't arrived. He checked the time. It had been half an hour since their last text exchange. His was the last message, and she still hadn't replied.
That wasn't right. She had already been on her way when he'd contacted her. Even if she had walked, she should have been here by now.
He tried calling her several times, but each call went unanswered. On his next attempt, the call went straight to a message saying the phone had been turned off.
Finn's eyelid twitched. A deep sense of unease washed over him.
Just then, his phone rang. It was Arabella.
"That Poppy woman you asked me to keep an eye on," Arabella said as she settled into her driver's seat and put on her Bluetooth earpiece, "she's been in frequent contact with someone overseas. We also learned she's been asking about Evangeline's whereabouts the last couple of days and has been seen with some local thugs."

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