He was turning the last page over when Laila said, “Dog.” Jeremy looked over his shoulder immediately, but Laila was staring at her paperwork still. She put a finger on the relevant paragraph and said, “It’s a pet-friendly building. One animal per lease.” “Is it?” Cat asked, flipping to see. “Oh, wow.” “What if—” Laila faltered. Cat was as gentle as she could be: “Let’s revisit the idea after everything’s calmed down.”
