you called the name of your cat, wondering where that pesky feline has gone again and you obviously only assumed your cat is off the property.

latching the gate open to the front—immediately seeing your next-door neighbor… another rich snob that has recently moved in, makes sense as the neighborhood is practically populated with families of pure wealth. the young man’s hand reaching to gently pet your cat that was rubbing against his leg.

he pauses, his gaze slowly narrowing up onto you. “you should keep watch of your cat more.” he spoke nonchalantly.