"That Captain told him to leave.” 
     “Is she the one who’s picture     
switches with the General every other  
week?”                                 
     “Yeah, and she’s nice,” Amy said, 
and after a couple seconds, added,     
“Just promise me that you'll take      
AmyStrange away and take good care of  
her," and then pointed to the package I
was unwrapping.                        
     "What's that?"                    
     "This," I said, as I finally got  
the twenty plastic bags open, "is what 
we’re going to leave behind, so they   
won't figure it out right away. It’ll  
give us a little time to cover our     
tracks. We were going to drop something
heavy on its head, like that monitor." 
     Amy looked over at the stand where
the monitor was, and then back at me.  
*      "Please, don't tell me you killed   
a cat just to save this one?"          
     "No way. I could never do that,” I
told her, hoping she couldn’t tell I   
was lying.                             
     “This one’s from the County Animal
Shelter. You know the rule, if no one  
takes them, they're put to sleep,      
euthanized, killed. This one was one of
the unlucky ones."                     
     "That's so sad,” she said while   
petting the dead cat, and then looked  
back at me. “What was your name again?”
     "Criminal,” I told her and also   
petted the dead cat.                   
     “So, what happened?” I asked her  
again, trying to change the subject.   
Animal Shelters were a sore subject    
with me. It was frustrating, because   
there was nothing we could really do   
about it, but maybe after we have some 
money?                                 



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