“See you then.”
Padraig turned toward the living room, where Kaos looked at him, obvious worry in his gaze.
“What’s going on?”
“Severe animal neglect, it sounds like. Bunch of animals. No idea if it’s hoarding or something else. I need to make calls and get going. I don’t know when I’ll be back. Will probably take until morning at least.”
“Is there anything I can do?”
“Coffee in the thermos maybe, while I make the calls?” Padraig jumped as his phone pinged with the address.
“Yeah, of course.” Kaos got off the couch and went into the kitchen.