I didn't sleep well. My dreams were a confused mess of legal contracts, masked men, and Adrian Black’s eyes staring at me through a screen.Thump. Thump.Something heavy landed on my stomach. Then, something sharp pricked my leg."Tom! Jerry! Get off Mommy!" a small voice giggled.I cracked one eye open. My two rescue cats, Tom, a fat orange tabby, and Jerry, a scrawny black cat, were using me as a trampoline. And right in the middle of the feline wrestling match was Milo."Good morning, Mommy!" Milo beamed, his dark eyes sparkling.I groaned, but I couldn't help smiling. I pulled Milo down for a hug, burying my face in his neck. He smelled like milk and sleep. This was my safe place."Good morning, baby," I whispered. "Did the kitties wake you up?""Jerry was hungry," Milo stated seriously. "And I am hungry for pancakes!"I looked at the clock. 6:30 AM. My body ached from sitting in Adrian’s stiff chair for some hours last night, but for Milo, I would move mountains. Or at least, mak
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