When Maeve and Becky reached the road, they were greeted by just cars moving around at high speed. There was not an ounce of Lucifurr or the other animal on the road.
Maeve's shoulders fell, they must have arrived late. They probably have all gone away to find shelter somewhere.
Lucifurr has never been out a day in her life, she had no idea how he was doing. Her baby, wasn't built for wildlife. For the past few weeks, she's been living with Clayton, Maeve has grown accustomed to the cat, he was her companion and friend in that mansion.
"There's nothing here, could it be wrong information?" Becky asked her mistress. She was exhausted from running. They had run more than a hundred miles from the set to this road, and still couldn't find Lucifurr.
Becky knew Lucifurr's being missing was a big deal, but that didn't mean her mistress would have to kill herself because of an animal that can be replaced.
