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"Cliff is his middle name. His real first name is Leonard." Jack explained after dinner. "When Mya searched for a Leonard Clemens, she found an arrest record, along with a warrant for his arrest."

"What was the warrant for?" Sue asked.

Jack smiled widely. "Impersonation."

"Who did he impersonate before?" Sue asked.

Jack shrugged, scrolling through the email Mya sent to his phone. "Some small-time artists in various cities around the country. It's the same MO. Alone, each city doesn't have enough to arrest him, but together, we got him."

Sue smiled widely. "Good!"

"Mya's looking for an address now, and first thing in the morning, we'll arrest him."

She nodded. "That sounds perfect." She said, happy.

?-?

Bobby banged on Leonard Cliff Clemens' door the first thing the next morning.

"Looks like no one's home." Myles said after they had knocked and waited for a few minutes.

"You think he is onto us?" Bobby asked.

He shrugged in reply, just as the door creaked open. "Yes?" A man asked, peering around the door.

"Leonard Cliff Clemens?" Bobby asked. The man nodded. "FBI. You're coming with us." He said, holding up his badge.

Leonard quickly glanced from one then the other, then retreated into his home.

"I'll get the back!" Myles yelled, jumping off the stoop and running around the house.

"Yeah!" Bobby answered, running into the house. "C'mon mate, we just want to talk!" He said after searching the house, and now checking the closets.

"Anything?" Myles asked when Bobby opened the back door a few minutes later.

He frowned. "And he didn't come out here?"

"Unless he's an Olympic sprinter, he couldn't get through the house so fast, I didn't see him."

"Well, he's not in the house." Bobby replied.

"Hey," Myles quietly said, then pointed to a small wooden shed at the other end of the small backyard. Guns cocked, they slowly and stealthily walked to the shed. Once they leaned up against the wall, one on one side of the door, the other on the other side, they nodded at each other, then opened the door and went in, guns at the ready.

"Nothing." Myles said, looking around the bare shed.

"Hey, if I had something like this, I'd keep at least something in here, a lawnmower, rake, something!" Bobby said, shocked by the lack of objects in the shed.

Myles shrugged. "To each his own. My shed is stocked with gardening equipment, but if someone's not a gardener, I understand they wouldn't have those items in their shed."

"Well, let's call Jack. He's nowhere to be found." Bobby said as he took out his phone.

"You got him?" Jack asked when he answered Bobby's call.

"No. He ran into the house, and then disappeared."

Jack sighed. "Is there at least proof that he's our guy?"

Bobby frowned, walking into the house again. "Now that you say that, I didn't see anything that even indicates he paints, let alone steals paintings." He said as he walked around the house, looking for any indication. "Yeah, nothing here."

"Then he must hide them somewhere else. Let's have forensics go through the place, and hopefully they'll figure out where he's hiding them."

Bobby nodded as he walked back outside. "Good idea. We'll wait here, just in case he think it's safe, and comes back."

"Sounds like a plan. See you later." Jack said, then hung up.

"Well?" Myles asked when Bobby walked into the shed again.

"He doesn't keep his paintings here. Forensics is coming to see if they can figure it out, and we're babysitting the house while we wait for them." He explained.

"We're babysitting more than a house, look what I found." Myles replied, moving to show a mother cat and her kittens.

"Aw, I guess this shed is being used after all!" He said, smiling widely.

?-?

"Thank you for agreeing to come." Jack said to Sue as she got in the passenger seat of his car later that day. "Tara didn't want to do it alone."

"It's not like I didn't want to do it, I just need two people." Tara explained as she got into the backseat.

Sue shrugged as she strapped in. "It's a new experience for me. I'm more of a dog person, but I love all of God's creatures."

Tara touched Sue's shoulder from the backseat as Jack started driving. "I had a cat a while back. I didn't think I'd enjoy his company, but I did. It's very soothing to have a pet."

Sue smiled and nodded. "Yes, it is. And annoying sometimes!" The two women laughed, then she turned to Jack. "What about you?"

He shrugged. "We always had some sort of pet growing up, sometimes two or three!" He explained, laughing. "But when I moved here, I didn't get one. It would be so lonely, I'm gone too much of the time."

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Sue replied.

"You're lucky. You can take your pet wherever you want, and she helps you too!" Tara added.

Sue laughed. "Yes, I am. I'm blessed to have Sunny, and all of you."

Soon, they were at the house. The car was parked, and they all got out and walked to the barn.

"That cat is absolutely crazy!" Myles angrily yelled as he ran out of the shed, holding his hand. "Tell me again why we didn't call Animal Control?" He asked Jack.

Jack couldn't help but chuckle. "Because she has a nice setup here, once we process the shed, she can have it back. We only need a few minutes. That's what Tara and Sue are here for."

"What, are they, the Cat Whisperers?"

Tara chuckled. "No, but close. We'll have them out of your hair in a few minutes, get it?" She said, slightly jabbing her elbow into Sue, who was smiling from her small joke. She received a glare from Myles, which resulted in her losing her smile. "Well, we better get to work." She said, then she and Sue walked to the shed.

"What do I do?" Sue asked.

"You distract the Mother while I move the kittens, OK?"

Sue nodded, hoping the treats she brought would do the trick. "Here, kitty, kitty," she called. The cat looked at her, curious. Finally, she walked over to Sue. She tossed a treat, and while the cat was munching, Tara whisked two kittens away. They repeated the process again, and all four kittens were outside, in a cardboard box. When the Mother cat realized her kittens were missing, she was furious, hissing at Sue. "Tara! Help!" She called, slowly walking backwards, tossing treats, all of which were ignored.

Tara saw, and she convinced the cat to go outside, where she found her kittens.

Sue took a breath of relief as she stepped one foot backwards, and then next thing she knew, she was on the ground.

"Are you OK?" Tara asked, running to Sue.

"Yeah, I'm fine. This wood was loose, though." She replied, getting up, then inspecting the wood floor. "Hey, look at this."

"It's a panel." She replied in awe as Sue picked up the piece of wood to reveal a hole.

"Do you think," Sue started.

"No, it can't be." Tara replied.

"I think we better call the guys."

Tara nodded. "I think so too."