Sloth had just arrived at the meeting point, AKA, the clients house. She looked around. She had taken the train to get here, and god did she regret that decisions. She was going to wait for her partner to come and join her before she began the briefing. But it had been about 10 minutes and she was getting tiered. She knocked on the door and a little old women walked out. Well hello there. she said inviting her into the house.
As Sloth walked in the old lady handed her a picture of a cat. Mr. Tuxedo ran away about a week ago... she told Sloth. Dont worry, as soon as my partner gets here we will get right on it. she said walking out of the door. She sat down in one of the chairs on the front porch and looked around. She looked at the picture of the cat. It was white and black. His head, paws, and tail where white, but his legs and body were black. It really does look like a tuxedo... she told herself as she waited.
As Sloth walked in the old lady handed her a picture of a cat. Mr. Tuxedo ran away about a week ago... she told Sloth. Dont worry, as soon as my partner gets here we will get right on it. she said walking out of the door. She sat down in one of the chairs on the front porch and looked around. She looked at the picture of the cat. It was white and black. His head, paws, and tail where white, but his legs and body were black. It really does look like a tuxedo... she told herself as she waited.