The room was technically a suite. By European standards, it was the size of a medium-sized apartment. By North Americans, it was a decent-sized hotel room with a bed, lounge area with a couch and TV set, a small kitchenette and a bathroom. Oh, and closets. So she had some room to hide. Plus I was leaving the lights off just to make things fair.

I stomped into the bathroom and dramatically pulled open the shower curtain with my cane. No Kitten to be found. Another buzz. A bored looking emoji popped up. Ok, time to get serious. I walked over to the bed and pulled back the sheets. Still...