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Chapter 57 - I'll Attend To You Later

That very night, James made up to $3000 designing websites for 5 clients of varying prices, and people were knocking on his inbox almost constantly. James was slightly overwhelmed with the result because he did not expect that much recognition. So, he decided to take it slow.

He would sort all the requests by their prices, which means the highest the client pays, the higher the priority. James picked three clients and messaged them, but only two responded. After receiving the information needed, he then began working immediately.

Because of his unusual IQ rating, James was capable of writing codes up to one thousand lines per minute. His keyboard kept making constant clicking sounds as his brain made thousands of decisions and calculations. As a result, he was able to attend to the two clients simultaneously.

As he was coding, another message popped into his inbox. Normally James did not want to open it because he was laser-focused on what he was doing, but he became curious and decided to open it anyways.

James was taken aback by the message. The message was coming from a company named J.M.H, only if he knew what that meant "Why would someone want me to create a desktop application? I created a gig for website backend design, not desktop application development. It was probably a mistake" James mumbled as he attempted to delete the message, but the price tag stopped him in his tracks.

"$40,000?" James raised his eyebrow. What was that application for, hacking the government servers?" James asked the cat, who simply stared at him and lay down and ignored him.

"I don't have time to check it out. Let me finish this and will attend to you later" James decided and closed the message. About thirty minutes later, he was done with the backends of the websites of the two clients and submitted it to their inbox.

James then opened the message from J.M.H and typed a message to their inbox.

"Hello J.M.H, I would like to say thank you for reaching out to me, it was a special privilege to honour and make the requests of my client a reality.

But I could not help but notice a few things. First, I made this gig specifically for web design, although I build desktop programs also, and second, I wanted to confirm if the price tag for the job was real and was not mistyped.

Once again, thank you for reaching out to me. Email me for more information"

James hit send and waited for the reply. While he was waiting, he did not stay idle. He went to his inbox and started replying to other pending requests.

"…and send," James said and sighed. He had done more than eight projects for just one night. Speaking of night, what was the time anyway, he thought and checked the time on his smartphone. '06:22 am.' James was not that surprised.

He knew that time would have gone since he spent a lot of the night staring at his screen. His hands are already cramped. He wanted to get inside and use his laptop, perhaps he would have done more than he did today.

James stared at the cat who was still sleeping and raised his eyebrow. "I think I need to return this cat now," James said, but he did not know who the owner was, so James decided to do one thing.

Pets can recognize their owners' voices, so it was stored in their brains. Sometimes they usually keep snippets of conversation the owners said while talking to people around them.

"So if I access this cat's memory, I might be able to search for the owner's name, and house," James said, and promptly turned on his telepathy and connected it to the cat's.

Maybe it was something else, but James noticed that after he connected to the cat's brain, the cat suddenly stood up and stared at James. James stared at it back and thought 'This cat surely did not sense that I was invading his mind, right?' but he quickly dismissed the thought.

He searched through the cat's memory, but there were many things in this little cats brain. From toys to their poo, to kids faces, and to the furball they vomited, there was so much information. However, James was not frustrated.

After a rigorous searching, he finally found something. It was an audio memory. He played it in his mind, but the quality of the audio was a bit poor. "See…. collects…. Wi-Fi…Mrs and…...ss.." and the audio kept going.

James played the audio over and over again to get the name of the owner, but it always stopped at the prefix 'And-'. "Alright, it was someone that her name starts with 'And', this would not be hard, right?"

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A woman from six houses away from Martha's home woke up and searched for Molly, her cat. She climbed out of her bed, stretched and yawned, before heading to the sitting room to take a vacuum cleaner.

"Molly, Molly are you in there" the woman called out, but she received no response. The woman sighed. This cat is acting up again, she thought as she unplugged the vacuum cleaner from the socket and headed to the room.

Moments later, she had neatly arranged her bed, declutter her wardrobe, and swept the floor. Satisfied, she headed to the kitchen for some quick snacks.

"Molly, time for breakfast" she called. Surely that feline would be on her heels right now, she thought and smiled as she brought out a tuna can and poured its contents into the cat bowl.

Strangely, the cat did not come. "That's weird," the woman said, as she went to the guest room where her cat slept, but she was not there. A frown creased her forehead as she went outside.

She grabbed her door key and wanted to open the door, but the door was already slightly opened, which made her alarmed.

"MOLLY!"