Chapter Eleven
Rhubarb rests his head against my thigh and a surge of affection rushes through me. He's my first kitten and will always have that place in my heart. He climbs onto my knee and begins playing with the end of the scarf I'm wearing.
I shouldn't have put it on this morning, I should know by now that anything which dangles will only get destroyed by kittens.
Thomas sits on my desk chair, bouncing a toy up and down and watching Romeo and Ginger take turns at swatting it with their paws. My heart warms at the image, even if it should be focusing on making a plan. This is not the boy I need to concentrate on.
"So far, we don't have any way past the security system. Everyone has to be checked in when they go to visit and it's set up to detect people that aren't," Ryan says.
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