Felix Fletcher watched the three women leave in the reflection of the silverware, his eyes filled with a dark, venomous look.
'Damn it. What bad luck.'
'I'm never coming to this restaurant again.'
Cheesie, who had been lounging lazily on a soft chair cushion, now lifted its head to watch Renee and the other two leave.
It blinked its feline eyes, glanced back at its raving master, and leaped silently and gracefully from the chair.
Its four little paws padded across the soft carpet as it quickly caught up to Renee's group, deftly slipping through the glass door just before it closed.
Its tail was nearly caught.
"Let's go to the coffee shop across the street and talk," Renee Jennings suggested.
Evelyn Hollis had no objection, but she remained wary.
They crossed the road, unaware that Cheesie was trotting along right behind them.
Inside the coffee shop, Evelyn Hollis sat down across from Renee Jennings and Michelle Fuller, hesitating over how to begin.
