Veronica was not in the best mood when she arrived home. She flung open her front door, muttering a few choice words under her breath. Her first order of business was tending to Davie. She scooped some canned food into a bowl for him and washed her hands in the kitchen sink before heading to her laptop back in her bedroom.
Davie eagerly devoured his meal, his tail wagging thankfully.
Once settled at her laptop, she started her search for information about Jason Timberlake. But there was a problem–there was barely anything to find. She scowled at the screen, her frustration growing. "What kind of big shot has so little information about them on the internet?". She muttered in displeasure, cursing Jason Timberlake for making her job so difficult.
