Authors: Shari Hearn
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Once upon a timeâ€¦
Yeah, not a
very creative beginning to a story. But Iâ€™m a cat. Cut me some slack, would
you? I have no opposable thumbs, so the fact Iâ€™m able to get anything on paper
is something worthy of an ear rub.
worthy of an ear rub. Can you not take a hint? Thatâ€™s rightâ€¦ higherâ€¦ higherâ€¦
stop. Iâ€™ve had enough.
once upon a time, say, five weeks ago, there was a young lady named
Fortuneâ€”human, not furryâ€”who came to a town called Sinful. She was a CIA
assassin hiding out from a very bad man, and was told to keep a low profile.
Bottom line is, she didnâ€™t. She met two shadowy old broads by the names of Ida
Belle and Gertie, and since then sheâ€™s been embroiled in one mystery after
most important thing about her story is when she met me. She thought our
meeting was by accident. I came around begging for food and she took pity on
me, took me in and named me Merlin. Fine. Iâ€™ll let her believe thatâ€™s what
happened. But Fortune Reddingâ€™s not the only one with a secret. Iâ€™ve got one of
my own. And those two old broads and the Sinful Ladies Society who think they
run the town? We let them think that.
Who are we?
Weâ€™re the cats of the Sinful Feline League, or SFL for short. Weâ€™re the ones
who really run this town, and have been doing so for generations. Sometimes we
lend the Sinful Ladies a paw without them having a clue we were even involved. Sometimes
we need their help, and play them like puppets, getting them to do exactly what
there are times when itâ€™s a little of both.
This is a
story about one of those times.
The sound of her airboat signaled her
return. Finally. I had spent the better part of the last hour listening to the meows
of Buffy, the cute little tabby, outside of my window, calling me to an
emergency meeting at the headquarters of the Sinful Feline League. The one day
Fortune forgot to leave the pet door open, and it had to be this one.
impatiently in front of the back door, tapping my paws on the kitchen floor.
Donâ€™t let her know somethingâ€™s up.
But Fortune Redding was a
trained CIA operative; it was her business to detect when something was up. And
I was new to the spy life, having only been inserted into Fortuneâ€™s house two
outside the door now, sticking the key into the lock. Turning the knob. A quick
pivot around her legs and Iâ€™d be free.
opened a few inches.
Merlin. Just the one I wanted to see.â€