Chapter 94: Mila

Breath whooshed from my lungs as I carried the other person to the ground, the soft and slightly squishy body oofing a gust of air out while I landed on top of the woman. Petunia arrived a moment later, huffing and puffing, throwing herself into the mix as she pounced on my prisoner.

I panted when I flipped her over and looked down into the scared face of the young woman from earlier today, the same one who escaped me around the corner of the house. There was no escape for her this time. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and dialed Crew as the woman squirmed but didn't try to get up.

"Fee." His clipped response at the third ring told me he was irritated. Well, poor baby. "I'm in the middle of an-"

"I caught an intruder in the backyard," I snapped back. "Mind sending a real cop to finish the job I started?"

He swore softly and hung up. At me or at the situation I was in? Honestly, I couldn't care less which. So. Over. It.