CHAPTER 14
HANNAH~
It was nearing evening as I push through the side entrance of the ice facility with the cat still tucked against my chest. The automatic lights flicker overhead. The hallway smells like rubber mats, old sweat, and the faint chemical tang of the ice plant running somewhere deeper in the building.
My arms are starting to ache from holding her, but she hasn’t tried to jump once. She just watches everything with those sharp green eyes like she’s already deciding which furniture she’s going to destroy.
The cab with all the supplies Nate paid for should already be here. Or at least on the way. Right now I just need to get this animal somewhere quiet before someone important sees me.
I make it ten steps and then I stop.
Not because someone blocked me. Because I can hear m
