Chapter 3

Both men looked at her strangely.

"My cat, Minny, is out in the car in this heat?"

It's spelled differently."

"Where's your car? I'll go get the cat." Mac offered.

"She hates men."

Luke watched her unease and commented cheerfully: "That's not surprising, somehow."

She gave him a cool look. "The day is beastly, the attendant gave me only a half hour to retrieve my car."

She warmed to the drama of her words. "The heat is dreadul. It will be like an oven in my car, and Minny will fie. I must go and get her out of my car. It's a death trap." She waited, trying to breathe normally.

Would they buy it?

"It is a bad day," Mac said after a time.

"How can we take her outside?" Luke was practical.

"The fire stair?"

"And when we get her out to the car?"

Mac asked her, "Where are your keys?"

"There wasn't any need to lock it because I had to leave the windows open enough for her to have some air- however hot it was," She quickly amended.

With obviously reluctance, Luke decided, "So leave your purs