The Cat That Got the Cream by Fiona Snyckers

Author:Fiona Snyckers [Snyckers, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: cThriller, amazon
Amazon: B07H8511YS
Publisher: Fiona Snyckers
Published: 2018-09-10T00:00:00+00:00

Fay confirmed that she would be there and pointed her car up Cliff Road towards Penrose House.

“What’s the latest on our guest?” she asked as she walked into the kitchen.

Morwen looked up from her paperwork. “He’s still calm and eating well. He used his litter tray a couple of times, so everything must be functioning normally.”

“Would he let you go in there to clean it?”

“He did actually. He hid in his basket, so he’s still nervous around humans.”

“I wish we knew how long he has been living wild. Judging by that scrap of a collar around his neck, he didn’t escape recently.”

“And no one on the island has reported a lost cat. I checked with all my WhatsApp groups.”

Fay had been thinking about this. “Is it possible that he could have come across on the ferry? I don’t think he’s been here long. One of our eagle-eyed locals would have spotted him and let us know.”

“Sure, it’s possible. Stray dogs come to the island all the time via the ferry, so why not a stray cat? Of course, that makes it much more difficult to find his owner because we don’t know where he got on the ferry. It could have been at St. Ives, or Falmouth, or Penzance.”

“Well, let’s see how he responds to me.”

Fay peered through the glass. Spooky was back on his perch, looking out the window. His skin seemed to cling less tightly to his bones. A whole day of good food and proper hydration had already made a difference to his condition.

The moment she touched the door handle, Spooky launched himself off his perch and took refuge inside the cat basket. She crept into the box room and closed the door behind her.

“Here, Spooky. Here, boy. I’m not going to hurt you.” She made the kind of clucking noises that usually brought cats running.

Spooky replied with a warning growl.

Against her better judgment, Fay knelt in front of the basket and extended a hand towards the green eyes that gleamed at her from its depths. A set of claws shot out so fast that she would have been bleeding if she hadn’t moved her hand smartly out the way. The displaced air sizzled against her fingers as Spooky’s paw missed her by a micrometer.

Fay got to her feet and beat a strategic retreat.

“That’s not very friendly, my boy.”

This time Spooky’s reply was more of a yowl.

“We’re not done yet. I’ll be back with reinforcements.”

“So, how did that go?” asked Morwen as she reappeared in the kitchen.

“Not great. I missed being scratched by a hair.”

“Sounds like you need your grandmother’s special, patented, long-distance cat scratcher.”

“Sounds like I do. But what is it?”

Morwen opened a drawer and pulled out a wooden stick that Fay was only vaguely aware of having seen before. It had a long handle that widened and curved into a flat, spatula-like head. The head was serrated with blunt wooden teeth. It reminded Fay of the wooden backscratcher her father had bought at a market two Christmases ago.

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