Unexpected
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“What happened? Where’s my kitten?” She authoritatively questioned the groomers, her voice trembling with fear.
“You caused this and that, feline? No, that’s no kitten. That’s something else entirely.” moaned the groomer with their bloodied arm clutched.
The legs of Carlita began to shake violently as her nerves began rapidly failing. What was the groomer referring to when he said “something else?” The truth would only make things far more complicated.