Snippet from Kittens in My Kiln, a short story in Fifty Shades of Faithful 2 — In Living Color

“And the cat is important because…?” Sam wanted to roll his eyes. Again with this cat thing.
“Well, it’s not just any cat. Seems it was a special breeding experiment, very pricey new variety called a ‘Glitter Himalayan’. Her cat was pregnant, ready to drop the load anytime, and its kittens are gonna be worth like fifty thousand a pop. She cares more about the warm fuzzy aspects, but she did say it was big bucks.”
“Fifty thousand! Grace, Viv and the homeowner here found five kittens in his kiln but no cat.”
“His kiln?”
“Yeah, he makes fancy gold pottery. That’s why Viv was here; to do a photo shoot.”
“Seriously? How did the cat get in his kiln? Sam, do we like this guy for the B&E and rape? You think he stole the cat but lost track of her?”
“He sure doesn’t seem like the type,” Sam shrugged. “But the kittens are here, and if they’re worth a quarter mil maybe we need to get somebody to make sure they don’t kick off before we find mama cat.”
“Nobody’s questioned him yet?” Grace scowled at Sam. “You saw him getting snoogy-woogy with a bunch of kitty-cats and you eliminated him as a suspect on that basis? I thought you hated cats.”
“I do hate cats. I consider anybody who gets snoogy-woogy about cats is soft in the head, but unlikely to be a rapist, if you follow my reasoning. Besides, I’m just guarding the perimeter. You CSIs are supposed to be handling the important stuff.”
“Get him out here right now.” Grace’s eyes went hard.