Started At An Auction

Home Alone- Well Not Completely

"He's bigger than I expected," Katherine and the rest of the group were staring warily at the cub in the garden as it chased Selene around the overly large garden. Apparently, he was smarter than he looks. When Agatha led him to his own separate habitat, he forced his weight to the ground, refusing to follow her in.

"And whose idea was it to let the ferret loose?" The blonde painter named Vince Scott quietly asked Katherine. And on her left, the other male answered amused, "hers."

"She was probably too shock to even notice her slipping from her grasp," Vince winked at his other half who was smirking at him with a knowing look on his blue eyes. "Like you were never overwhelmed by one's size."

"And usually, people would run away when they see a loose tiger," Agatha walked towards them while still wearing her previous clothes. "Those who freeze on where they stand were the ones to get killed first."

Katherine snapped her attention towards the brunette, scolding her with her eyes. "Ross called and told me the trouble you caused, Young Lady. Not to mention this little cub here is not the only one that's new."

Agatha faked her innocence, "really?"

Katherine's brow rose, making her huff. "Okay, I hired the one guarding CJ in the auction. And no... I did not bribe him, I outbid everyone fair and square."

"Why would you need another bodyguard; don't you know any mercy?" Leo looked at her up and down. "What are you up to now?"

"He was smart and observant. He knew your inventions very well to figure out what I'm wearing. I'd day you have an admirer, Kathy." The said woman crossed her arms and held her chin high. "And I don't need a bodyguard... CJ does."

The sound of the lock alarm of the habitat entrance buzzing caught everyone's attention. CJ was clawing at the bulletproof glass while Selene was staring at him as she stood on her hind legs. Her head flicked towards them with her whiskers twitching. "Indeed he does," Leo muttered in disbelief.

"Katherine, what have you been doing to my ferret for the last twelve hours?"

"What have you been teaching to your pets since they were young?"

"Touché."

"Ross' sniper was super useless," Agatha yawned as she fell on her loveseat. And Katherine was checking the girl's journal for today.

"What, did someone needed to be killed?"

"No, but he could have given them a warning shot."

"Who's them," Leo was sitting beside Vince on the velvet couch with a glass of wine in hand as he leans forward. Agatha turned to him with soft eyes. She was thinking about him; Nixon Smith. She just found out who he is and was curious. Was he as smart and cunning deep inside as what Allan described him to be? Or was he just another boy who got everything on a silver platter?

"The Auctioneer; Gale, and a ginger with the most amazing green eyes who will be visiting me this afternoon with his lackeys that I shot." The sound of her journal slamming shut echoed in the room with Katherine's long sigh.

"Yes, you seemed to write a lot of lovely things about him and his eyes that glared at you. Who is he?"

"Nixon Smith," his name left a good taste in her mouth. It's not every day she meets someone like him. He seems to love animals too, but not as much as Agatha. And even though he knew who she is, he still attempted to get in her way and show such a side of him. "Do you think he was the one who wanted us dead?"

"Well according to Katherine's daughter, our man does have orange hair but doesn't have green eyes. Are you sure about his eye color? You weren't hallucinating again were you?" Agatha pursed her lips at Leo in a childish way.