Chapter 79

“Don’t talk about me as if I’m not here,” Mark grumbled. He’d asked for a glass of water and had downed a painkiller.

“Stay put until I come back for you.”

He growled, but it was half-hearted at best. I leaned down and kissed his cheek, then followed Matheson to the foyer.

By the time Matheson and I succeeded in getting Mark down to the street and into the front seat without hurting his leg, I was sweating and out of breath.

And yes, a Dodge very similar to the one Mark drove was parked right behind the Jag.

Theo placed Pita’s carrier on the backseat. He looked over the Jaguar. “The condo isn’t going to fit.”

“No, I didn’t think so either.” Fortunately, the kitten’s other belongings did fit in the trunk. From what Mark had told me, he’d gone somewhat overboard with purchases for her, as well as having her microchipped, dewormed, and groomed.

“Do you want Wills to pick it up for you?”