Confirming that his new houseguest, a stray Abyssinian cat named Zunar-J-5/9 Doric-4-7 (or just Jake), is in fact an extraterrestrial visitors with telekenetic powers, that slice of double German chocolate cake from the laboratory where you work, Frank Wilson, has also confirmed that he is using the cat to win big at the bookie’s.
‘Our plan is to make a million dollars and exchange it for gold bullion, which is what Jake’s ship is made out of,’ cooed one modern Samson, bulging and towering in a white lab coat, ‘do you want to go to dinner with me.’
Then over a playdate with Jake and your own puss, Lucybelle, Frank confides that an industrial spy named Stallwood has been tailing him and Jake in an effort to catnap the miracle kitty for his unscrupulous multi-national company Olympus, that has plans to use the magic collar to wage intergalactic war on the peace-loving kitten planet.
At that point Stallwood bust down the door, accompanied by two heavies, knocked Frank out and trundled you and Lucybelle into the back of a waiting van. Jake somehow eluded capture, so now you are sitting in this warehouse, tied to a chair, wondering how you could have been so stupid.
‘We will give them eight hours to ransom you in return for the magic collar,’ sneers the slick-haired Stallwood, rubbing his meat hooks in perverse delight, ‘and then it’s curtains for you and lovewy widdow Lucybelle.’
Can Frank Wilson and his magic cat save the day?
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