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I stepped up to the gate just in time to see Jones disappear round the corner at the far end.
I was out like a bullet, already halfway up the street, steaming and raging and fucking gunning for him, but I didn’t get chance before Vicki screamed.
“My God, Callum, you’ve gotta get back here right fucking now! Casey’s having a fucking fit!”
***
Sophie
My phone flashed in my hand, exclaiming the ridiculous.
Callum.
No fucking way. My heart could hardly believe it.
“Cal?” I rasped. “Is that you?”
His breathing was ragged, crazy, like he was climbing a fucking mountain. “Help me. Please, Sophie, you have to fucking help me.”
The line went dead, and my fingers skidded all over the keypad as I tried to call him back.
He picked up on the first ring.
“What’s happened?!” I said. “Jesus, Cal, what is it? Are you hurt?”
A pained growl sounded from his throat. “Not me. It’s Casey, that cunt Jones gave her something. She’s shaking, and she’s sick, and she’s crying. She’s really fucking bad, Soph, really bad.”
My blood froze. “Where are you? Where is she?”
“Going down King’s Road, to the vet at the bottom. Going quick as I can, but I’m carrying her, can’t get there any quicker.”
“Call a taxi!” I screeched.
“Got no cash. Got nothing, Soph. Please come. Please.”
“Just get a taxi, Callum, please, for God’s sake! I’ll pay them when I get there!”
I’d never moved so fucking fast.
***
My taxi arrived just as Callum was getting Casey out of his. Her legs were rigid, twitching with strain, and her head was lolled back, eyes flickering. She was crying and panting at the same time, a terrible sound that punched me straight in the gut. It was so much worse than I’d imagined, and my eyes filled in a heartbeat, rushing to her side as he struggled to lift her out. He burst in through the doors, muscles tense enough to match hers, and I stared in horror at the vets’ faces. The way they looked at Casey and then each other spoke volumes.
They ushered us into an examination room and Callum laid her flat on the table, stroking her head and talking to her all the time.
“What happened?” I cried. “What did he give her?”
He pulled out a rancid piece of meat from his pocket, and they rushed it off to the lab.
The vet shone a light in her eyes, opened her mouth too.
“Hyperextension, vomiting, rapid heart rate.” He focused on Callum. “What symptoms were presenting when you found her?”
“Panting... crying... sick everywhere.”
The vet stretched out his arms. “Was she stood like a sawhorse? Like this?”
Callum nodded. “Then she went all twitchy.”
