Lost Kitten [Completed]

Searching

We all got back in the car, and the driver drove us to a place that wasn't the house. It was an office building with a sign at the front saying which company was on which floor, it was 6 stories high. Meza pulled all of us into the elevator and hit the fourth floor, I didn't get a chance to finish reading the sign with the names.

"Calm down Meza." Keecho said sternly, "You won't be able to think objectively and it will take longer."

She took a deep breath as the elevator dinged and the doors opened. Keecho took a left and I followed, Meza already knew where to go, now she was calmer or just acting to be. We walked up to a set a glass doors with a metal sign on the side that read, 'Key & Co.'

We walked in and saw a woman dressed nicely in a suit sitting behind the desk, "I.D." She said.

"Here." Keecho said handing her a little piece of plastic. She handed it back after typing something into her computer, "Oh, and the cat's my guest." He said very coldly. I got sad and pulled my ears down and put my tail between my legs. Then I felt his hand rub the small of my back, in a way so the woman wouldn't see and I knew he was just keeping up an appearance- probably to keep no-one from rebelling.

"What about the woman?" The lady asked, gesturing to Meza.

Meza pulled out her I.D.- I'm guessing- and handed it to her, she typed something into her computer again. She gave it back to Meza and pushed a little button, then a short buzzing sound went off and the door behind her opened.

"Good to see you back, sir, I hope you find what you have come here for." She said in a monotone. I was about to say something, when I felt a strong hand on my ass and a small squeeze. I held in a small squeak as we walked in.

"Hold your tongue, if you don't want to walk bow-legged for a week." Keecho said sternly, leaning down and whispering in my ear. I shivered and got half-hard, but kept my mouth shut. After I awkwardly walked behind them, the room we had entered was full of cubicles and people typing away at their computers. We walked down one row then stopped at a cubicle, the person inside didn't look up. Keecho cleared his throat, the person looked up. The man was small, kind-of mouse-like, had black hair, brown eyes, and looked positively terrified. It was then I noticed how Meza and Keecho, both, had a murderous vibe to them, they practically radiated murder. I was calmer than that mouse-like man, because I knew them, but I was still scared.

"H-how can I help you, sir?" He asked sheepishly, shrinking back into his desk.

"I need you to find someone." Meza said, I couldn't see their eyes, but I could tell she was glaring. 

"I can do that!" He exclaimed happily as big, round, grey mouse ears popped up, and he suddenly didn't look so scared. "Can you give me their last known position?"

"The East docs, pier 7." Meza said, calmly. I could barely tell she was faking it. The mouse-guy typed something really quickly into his computer.

"What kind of vehicle were they driving?" 

"A dark van, I didn't catch the plate."  Meza said her voice unchanging.

"That is fine, it would be easier, but I don't need one." He kind-of rambled, while typing furiously. 

"He's the best in the business." Keecho told me, leaning down and whispering to me.  I know Meza heard and probably the mousey guy did too, because he smiled.

"Uh, is this it?" The mousey guy asked, turning his screen towards us. 'I should find out his name so I can stop calling him the mousey guy.' I thought. 

"Yeah, that's it." Meza said, breaking me out of my thoughts. 

"Great." He said and I got a chance to glace at the screen before he moved it back to face him. On it was a blurry, dark picture of a van, it was the same one. I noticed it had the same dents.

"Can you tell me where it is now?" Keecho asked, pulling me back behind him. I didn't notice but, I was leaning forward and it was probably disrespectful.

"Yes, um... lets see... here!" He said pointing to a place on his screen. "I'll email you the location."

"Thanks." Meza said as her phone dinged.

"Good work, oh, and don't tell anyone about this-" Keecho was interrupted.

"Or I'm dead, got it."  

"First don't you dare interrupt me and second if you flap your gums, you're going to wish you were dead." Keecho said, he sounded pissed. Then he and Meza walked out of there like they owned the place, they just might.

"I'll go get the car." Meza said walking off. 

"Teach your mouse some respect, or you just might not have a job." He said angerly, then picked me up and held me like a baby against his chest. We took the stairs and even though he was carrying me he still went faster that the elevator. We got to the car and Meza was in the drivers seat.

"W-what was that place?" I asked, quietly and shyly once we were driving to the place. 

"It was our team of hackers and computer nerds. If we ever need something like this we go to them." Keecho explained, calming down.

"Did you go to them when I got taken?" I asked nervously.

"That was the first place I checked, but you were hidden so well. I had to use some other methods." He soothed. 

"Okay..." I said softly, I don't know what I was trying to accomplish with that question.

"We're here." Meza said, she seemed nervous. I looked over and saw an old science lab, there were two men in front of the door they both had machine guns and suits. They were chatting with each other. We were hidden in a way that we could see them, but they couldn't see us. "So what's the game plan?"