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Chapter
12
For two whole days there were no more
events with black hooded strangers who owned a scary cat named Brutus. Gingersnap
was quite happy to have the peace and quiet. He was now napping on his favorite
quilt that was made just for him when he heard a yowl outside the window. His
tail fluffed. They yowled again and this time he jumped from the bed to the
window sill. He knew it was Molly but fortunately Marley came shouting out and
the other cat took off while Marley scooped up the frightened Molly and took
her back inside.
Gingersnap was still watching the black
lane swishing his tail. Then out from the garbage cans came the large cat
again. He was sniffing around the place and then darted over to the burnt old
tool building. Gingersnap’s tail snapped back against the wall. There was
something bad about that cat thought Gingersnap.
Down the back alley Gingersnap heard a
bike come up, it was that stranger again. This time they were dressed in dark
navy. Gingersnap never took his eyes off them. They were looking the place
over. Why? Sophie’s friend had bought the place for a dress shop. Susan had not
been around to pick up the dresses that were stuffed in the recycle chute. He
thought that a bit odd but maybe she was busy.
In any case it looked like this stranger
was casing out the lot. Finally the stranger scooped up Brutus and put him
carefully in his special protective basket. Then off they went back down the
alley. Very strange.
Gingersnap headed down stairs to see what
was going on. Sophie and James were busy making cookies for a client. It was a
large order by all the boxes Gingersnap could see. When these days were going
on, Gingersnap stayed out of the way. His water dish was full and there were a
few treats in his bowl. Gingersnap purred. It was James who did these things
for Sophie. He like James.
After his treat and drink he decided to go
out to the back porch and watch what was going on. Hopefully that stranger
would not be back. But if they did he could make a quick exit right through
this cat door.
The sun had come around a warmed his fur.
He closed his eyes and soon he was snoozing. Gingersnap startled and almost
fell off the railing when he heard some scratching. He hadn’t woke up enough to
know where it was coming from. He looked down and it sounded like it was
underneath. Gingersnap hopped down and started sniffing around. He couldn’t
pick up the scent. Suddenly a bird flew up startling him. He let out a huff.
He hopped back up on his ledge where he
was sunning himself. Once again he closed his eyes. He was soon dozing again. This
time he woke to a low growl. He opened one eye and all he could see was this
dark blob. When he opened his other eye, it was Brutus who was sitting in the
middle of the back alley staring at him. Gingersnap’s tail instantly fluffed
out. Brutus started to come closer to Gingersnap. But before he could leap to
the door the hooded one came out and shouted out to Brutus who backed down and
started back to the one who called him.
This time Gingersnap got a closer look at
this hooded one. He wasn’t sure but this stranger looked like a lady. And as
they turned away from Gingersnap, he caught something. Her shirt stuck out from
under her hoodie. It was pink.
Hmm thought Gingersnap. This lady appears
to be familiar. He watched them take off again on the bike. He saw the license
on the back of the bike. It read Fancy.
He wasn’t sure but he thought Sophie’s
friend’s dress shop was going to be called just that. He hopped down and went
back inside. James was busy boxing up the cookies and getting ready for them to
be picked up. He looked down at Gingersnap. “Are you having a good day orange boy?”
Gingersnap mewed rather loudly. “Oh boy,
that sounds like you had some excitement. I hope that mean cat was not back.”
Gingersnap rubbed up against his leg.
James petted him. “Well, you better stay in for a bit then. Don’t want you
getting into no fur fight with that guy.”
James went back into the kitchen.
Gingersnap ate the last treat and hopped on the desk to look out the window. He
had no plans of going out in case they came back but he was certainly going to
keep an eye out for this stranger.
He dozed off and suddenly he felt himself
being lifted up. It was Sophie taking him upstairs. “Sorry Gingie but there is
trouble outside and I want you safe upstairs.”
Sophie laid Gingersnap on the bed. She sat
with him. Trouble has come again I’m afraid and this time far more serious.
There might be a dead body in the old tool building.”
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