Black Cat and the Accidental Angel (Black Cat Mysteries Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

dogs. He and Amanda had to leave. Kimberlee and Dorian were waiting.
    Back at the hospital, he did his best to clarify the situation to Kimberlee and Dorian. He explained how the cats had been left behind and their carrier broken open.
    “But Brett…what about—?” Kimberlee protested.
    With Amanda at his side, he cast her a warning glance. “Jack and the dogs are following their trail, even as we speak.”
    “How is Sam?”
    “Now, Dorian, don’t worry about him. He’s just fine. I saw him this morning. Jack will probably be waiting at home with the cats before we get there. You know, Sam has dozens of successful rescues under his collar. He’ll track them down.”
    “I’m not worried. I’m just anxious to get home and see Sam.”
    The drive home in the rental car was relatively silent. With Amanda in the back seat, the adults could not verbalize their concerns about the accident.
    Brett pulled into the driveway. He helped Kimberlee and Dorian into the house. “You gals sit down and rest. I’ll make some coffee and unload the car. Jack should be here any minute with the animals. Amanda, stay here with mommy, in case she needs you to fetch something.”
    “Do you think Sam’s going to be alright out there? Are you sure he wasn’t hurt?” Dorian eased her arm onto the edge of the sofa, adjusting her sling. She leaned back against the cushions.
    “I told you, Dorian, he’s fine. He’s doing his Rescue doggy thing. He’ll be your hero when he finds the cats. Relax.”
    Brett propped pillows behind Kimberlee and left the girls with coffee in hand. He hustled back, carrying the last two suitcases when someone knocked on the door.
    “It’s Jack! See? He’s here already. Didn’t I tell you?” He hurried to the door. Wouldn’t Amanda and Kimberlee be pleased? They’d been through a lot over the past twenty-four hours, were bruised and battered, to be sure, but safe at home. Now, with the cats back, they’d put the accident behind them. In a few days, it would all be forgotten.
    He opened the door, a smile crinkling the side of his mouth. “Jack!”
    Jack shook his head ever so slightly. “Hey, Brett.”
    Brett’s smile evaporated. Jack hadn’t found the cats. What could they tell Amanda?
    “Uncle Jack!” Amanda ran to the front door. “Did you find my kitties?” She gazed around the porch and out toward the car. “Where are they? Are they still in the car?”
    Jack looked over her head toward Kimberlee, lying on the sofa.
    She turned her head and put her hands over her eyes for just a second. “Amanda, sweetie, come here. Mama needs you.”
    Brett glanced between Jack and Kimberlee .
    Sam pushed through the door past Jack’s legs and headed straight to Dorian. He wiggled as she stroked his head. “Sam! Here you are. Are you okay?” She rubbed his ears and pulled his head up to her chest. “I’m so happy to see you. I’ve been so worried.” Tears sparkled in her eyes.
    Chance followed Jack across the room to the rocking chair and lay beside her master.
    Jack held out an inviting hand. “Come here, Amanda. Sit on Uncle Jack’s lap.”
    Kimberlee gave Amanda’s hand a squeeze and turned her toward Jack. “Go on.”
    Amanda shuffled across the room. She crawled into Jack’s lap and ducked her head onto his shoulder. “Where are my kitties, Uncle Jack? You said you’d bring my kitties home.”
    Jack leaned back and closed his eyes.
    Brett’s heart wrenched. Amanda’s heart would break when she heard the news. Give him the right words, Lord. His throat tightened. He swallowed a lump in his throat. Remember. We’re all safe. That’s the important thing. They’re just cats . But, it wasn’t true. Thumper was gone and the place where he lived in Brett’s heart left an empty hole and just cats or not, it hurt.
    Jack ran his hand over his face, opened his eyes and looked down at Amanda. “Do ya remember the story of the three little kittens what lost their mittens?” He stroked the