The closest vet was roughly a five-minute walk from the hotel. They were also open twenty-four-seven, as if prepared to cater to the pets checking in. The concierge was even the one who gave their address.
Madam Henny and Luellen rushed in their gowns and heels. The maiden looked like she had murdered someone, but she cared too little about her expensive silver gown. It had already turned pink. However, the colors were uneven as if a child had dyed it.
The receptionist received a call from the hotel about an emergency. Even the resident vet was prepared before Sydney even arrived. When they did, it only took a few seconds before they left for the examination room.
Madam Henny filled up the papers, leaving Luellen to stand around. The place was spotless. She even felt so guilty. Her silver gown dripped blood and pool water on their gray carpets. She could only curl her toes under the fluffy skirt.
"Ms Piper?"
