"And, I can also use the cat you  
brought,” Amy said excitedly. “I'll    
pretend there was a snafu, a mis-      
communication, and I thought that they 
wanted me to euthanize the cat for     
them, and so that's what I did,” and   
pointed to the decoy.                  
     She was laid out on a lab table   
near Amy’s cage. It was obviously where
they euthanized the mice.              
     "Plus, and here's the best part," 
she said, and both her and Beth giggled
for a couple seconds, before she       
continued again, "I'll shave it, and   
that'll make it harder for them to tell
right away that this is not            
AmyStrange.”                           
     “I love it," I agreed. It was a   
good idea.                             
     "Bart'll eventually do a DNA run  
* up on that cat, that's his specialty,    
unless it gets cremated by mistake, and
if I'm here even one more day, no      
telling what'll happen. Knowing you’re 
about to be fired is such a liberating 
feeling," she sighed.                  
     “All we need is a couple days.”   
     "Good. I’m glad that’s settled,”  
the Cat said and jumped off the table, 
adding, “I hate to plot and run, but   
we’ve really got to go.”               
     “Amy, we trust you'll take care of
things here," I said and gave her my   
phone number. "Memorize it. Don't write
it down, please, and if things go      
crazy, just send me a text saying you  
won’t be able to make our appointment  
that morning, and that'll be code for  
things are getting hot.”               
     “Once you’ve done that,” the Cat  
added, “get the hell out of here. We’ll
contact you, and then get you somewhere
safe. Can you do that?"                



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