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IAN

Sir, Mrs Quinn just made her way into a clinic.

I reread the text from Tony her security detail, he was under orders to send in reports at hourly intervals. Or immediately should something occur.

Was she feeling ill? She didn’t mention it.

I haven’t as much as seen her shadow as much after Wednesday morning. My kitten didn’t realize this but she held a mean grudge.

I thought I'd leave her to it, for now.

Another text comes in.

Miss Carmen is with her this afternoon.

My brows pulled together as I contemplated, I knew they had plans to go shopping or something about a girly sap day, but visiting a clinic hardly counted for that.

Hmm.

Me: Keep me posted.

Yes sir.

I hated being curt with my kitten, she had been so alluring and soft the night before, like a sleepy kitten, I wanted to pet her until she purred. An image of her dozing over her books made my lips twitch. She had been exhausted it took a little coaxing to get her to give up and in bed.

She was still tir