I didn’t care. We were an evil    
lot, no doubt, but it was definitely   
interesting to hear from a Cat’s point 
of view.                               
     “Don't worry about me getting in,”
I said and looked at my watch. “Worry  
about being ready to go at 12:15 am,   
Saturday morning. We should synchronize
our watches,” I suggested, and we did. 
     “Did you talk to your cat buddies 
about Frankie and the mice yet?”       
     “Not yet, but I will. I promise,” 
she said, and that worried look came   
back.                                  
     She handed me six more debit cards
with stickies attached to each one. On 
the stickies were the user IDs, and the
four-digit pins for each card.         
     “Ten thousand more for you        
Criminal, because I know you gave Beth 
* most of the last ten thousand, and ten   
thousand more for her, and another ten 
thousand each for Darryl, Pee Wee,     
Mouse, and Rhonda.”                    
     I looked at each one before       
separating them with dollar bills again
and putting them in my wallet. Each one
had their real names.                  
     “How...?” I started to ask.       
     Amy wasn’t listening. “I know I   
already explained this, but it’s worth 
repeating, because I know you’re       
worried about the mice.                
     “My friends are the ones who      
figured this out, and all I really know
is the general theory, like I told you 
the first time, but what I do know     
makes some sort of stupid sense.       
Especially considering how evil humans 
are.”                                  



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