Murphy had just gotten to her apartment building. It was late, and she was exhausted. Things around here were even crazier than Chicago. She was looking into no less than three cases of mysterious deaths, apart from the 'suicides' amongst the Black Cat officers.
So when she was finally returning home, she had her doubts that sleep was even on the menu.
The cat lurking in the shadows caught her eye. Too small to be Mister, but all the same she stopped and knelt by the cat.