Whiskers on Kittens by R.J. Blain

Author:R.J. Blain
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pen & Page Publishing

To keep the women under their thumbs, the traffickers had opted to give them an odd assortment of pets, all of which were required to be kept in cages. I stopped counting after seventeen cats and sixteen dogs, all smaller breeds, and I took care with the beloved birds, the kind who knew how to talk and regaled us with questions punctuated with random cursing.

One bird mimicked a woman’s crying, and I hurt for the owner. I took a photo of the cage and texted Belial if he could handle the reunion personally. As requested, the devil showed up, and with reverent care, he picked up the cage. “For this child, you shall have your way. Good insight.”

“The bird was crying, Belial.”

“That is all the girl knows how to do anymore when she is alone in the safety of this room. We will take care to replicate this room exactly as it is, for she will need a gentler hand than most. I will have the team working on the removals focus on restoring this one precisely as it was. I recommend you use the bag as you did on Lucifer for as much as you can in here. The rest are fine to toss in, but she knows every scratch of her furniture by heart.”

Before I could suffer through a breakdown over the thought of the woman’s suffering, the devil left.

“It’ll be all right,” Easton rumbled, and he plunked one of his massive paws on top of my head and ruffled my hair. “The bird is safe, alive, and well. The women will get the help they need. We just have to finish robbing the street first.” The lycanthrope gave himself a shake and went to work easing the bag over everything he could while I observed, helping with the larger objects as needed.

The room didn’t have room for the both of us.

The bed proved to be a challenge, but we discovered if we put the bags side by side, they worked together, allowing us to ease the whole thing, bedding and all, into their dark depths. Within twenty minutes, we had the room emptied of everything, even dust.

As promised, Lucifer handled the fish, of which there were at least twenty tanks between the two properties.

We only knew the tanks had been there because of the discoloration where they’d once been.

It took several hours for us to bag everything, but once done, we had the harder job ahead of us: finding the evidence we needed to rescue the kittens. I walked the street, hissing over the decisions I needed to make, and I ultimately decided we’d work from farthest away from my car to closest, so when we left, we wouldn’t have far to go to make our escape.

I opened the door, and the stench of rotting food and sex assaulted my nose. I gagged, waved my hand in front of my face, and put some serious thought into crying at the thought of having to go inside. Like

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