Chapter 125

Imogen

It’s so late and really, I ought to go to sleep but after watching the game on my small television in the apartment and getting into bed, I started reading and once I am stuck in an Elsie Silver book, well that’s it I am hooked and that old adage comes into play, just one last chapter before bed. Only, in my case it was right until the end of the book and since I had only started it the other night, of course I finished it and now it’s already nearly midnight.

I hear something from downstairs, Kitten’s head comes up and his ears prick up. What the hell is it? Surely not an intruder, this is a safe place we don’t have a high crime rate and why would anyone want to break into my restaurant? Cash I am guessing. My heart races and pounds in my chest, I place a hand over it to try to settle it down, but I am scared as anything, my mouth is dry. Kitten stirs and jumps off the bed.

My first instinct is to grab him, if someone has broken in, they won’t care about a tiny black fluffball