“Lucie, I assume,” I greeted the cat, figuring it was the second feline sleuthing partner Tansy had mentioned to me. I twisted the knob, opened the door, and let us both inside. Max trotted over to greet me while Sydney hissed at the new arrival. Lucie hunched her back and growled in return. “Look, I don’t have time for kitty theatrics. Tansy mentioned you wouldn’t get along, but I don’t have time for a cat fight. I’ll be back later this afternoon, and in the meantime I need the two of you to try to get along.” Neither cat answered, not that I expected them to, but at least they stopped hissing at each other. I let Max out for a few minutes while I logged onto my computer. I quickly opened it to the file with the five-hundred-dollar deposits and verified that there were indeed twenty-eight of them, dating back twenty-eight months. The payments must have started just before Felicity moved to Seattle.
