CHAPTER 63 Here, Kitty

　　~ RIG ~

　　After Natalie left I found myself just standing there for a while, trying to tease apart all the threads of danger that were currently trying to choke me and Cara. But I was distracted by a scuttling behind me.

　　Beans, body low and parallel to the ground, with head stooped and ears flat was darting along the wall, every inch of his body fluid and quivering at the same time. He was shaking.

　　“Whassup, Beans?” I asked him quietly, but he only tucked his butt and hurried to the carrier, poking his nose at the little gated door like he wanted to get in.

　　“Hey, hey, let’s relax—” I took a step towards him, but he spat and whipped himself around the carrier, hunching behind it. But when I moved closer he gave a strange yeowl, then streaked across the floor towards my bed, which had a solid base so he couldn’t get under it. But he flattened himself in the corner between the bed and the nightstand, his eyes large and dark.