Chapter 16

He moved closer to the lockout cage and saw Jared, his head pillowed on Sultan’s furry belly. Sultan had Jared’s left arm in his paws and he nuzzled it affectionately.

Just like Jared. Feels bad about Valerie and he goes to Sultan.

“Got a dose for him,” Peter called.

Jared sat up and toweled off his arms. The cat rose and stretched, his front paws as large around as soccer balls, his rear end in the air. He heeled at Jared’s side, waist-high, a friendly chuff with each step. Peter loved Sultan and knew the cat liked him, but if it came down to a choice between Jared and Peter, Sultan would always choose Jared, the man who had raised him from the age of four months. Their bonding was true and deep.