Clues Chaos And A Cat – Becca Garner

The trail led beyond the shelter’s back lot, where the chain-link fence bowed slightly from years of seaside wind. Beyond it, sandy ground took over, soft and treacherous beneath Hazel’s boots. The early-evening fog had rolled in thick, coastal gray, swallowing distance so completely she could barely see ten yards ahead. Edgar trotted confidently at her side, tail high, as though he had personally scheduled this investigation.

Hazel, meanwhile, struggled. Her foot sank three inches into damp sand, pitching her forward. She windmilled her arms, barely correcting before face-planting into a prickly dune bush. “I’m fine,” she muttered to no one. “This is fine. Graceful. Completely normal.” Chapter 3 Her cheeks burned even though no one was around to witness her flailing —except Edgar, who glanced back with a slow blink that felt a little too much like judgment. The pawprints continued ahead: small, erratic, smudged by the wind but unmistakable. Bingo had definitely come this way.

The fog made everything hyper-focused—the squish of each step, the salt sting in the air, the dampness clinging to her clothes. Sounds were muted but intimate: distant waves, Edgar’s soft paws pattering over the sand, her own uneven breathing. Hazel crouched briefly, touching one of the pawprints. Fresh. Still crisp at the edges. “We’re close,” she whispered, though the wind stole the words almost as soon as they left her mouth.

But the further they went, the more another thought pricked at her—a quiet, insistent self-consciousness. What was she doing? Really doing? Why had she left her tote bag at the shelter? She wasn’t trained for this. She wasn’t a detective, a local, or even someone who understood how to walk properly on sand. She was someone who dreamed of selling books and still managed to trip over doormats. “Maybe I should have just waited for Treena,” Hazel murmured.

Edgar meowed sharply and trotted faster, as if offended by the suggestion. Hazel sighed and followed. The dunes rose and fell like soft, shifting hills. The fog thickened, curling around the tufts of grass and swallowing footprints the moment she passed them. The trail was fading.

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The world exploded into noise—sharp barks ricocheting off tile floors, fluorescent lights buzzing like angry bees overhead, and the unmistakable sting of disinfectant flooding her nose so fast she nearly choked. Not the graceful entrance she’d rehearsed in the car. Her tote bag swung wildly with the motion, bumping her hip, and the contents shifted: paperwork, a travel mug, three paperbacks, and extra cardigans for comfort.

She reached for the wall to steady herself, but before her fingers could touch the cool paint, something small and fast barreled straight into her bag. A storm-gray blur. Then chaos. Hazel yelped, tottering forward as the bag lurched with the added weight. Pages fluttered out like startled birds as Poe’s Complete Works slid across the polished floor. Chapter 1 “Excuse me—sorry—just one second—” she muttered to herself, voice thin and breathless as she crouched, glasses slipping down her nose.

Her heart hammered too fast. Too loud. Everything is too loud. The blur resolved into a cat. Lean, smoky gray fur, bright green eyes that gleamed like someone had switched them to mischief mode. He leapt out and sat squarely atop her book, tail curling like punctuation at the end of a sentence. “Oh. Hello,” she whispered, because talking to animals felt easier than talking to people.

“You’re… you’re not supposed to be in my bag, I think.” The cat blinked slowly. Judgmentally. As if he absolutely belonged there, and Hazel was the one out of place. Hazel tucked a curl behind her ear, cheeks warming. This was fine. Just sensory overload.

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