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What we need is an opportunity to express our grievances.”
    â€œYou are right. Someday our deliverance will stroll into our world!” said Fred.
    As they rested on the wings of silence, Munroe, an elderly cat from William Otama Street, emerged from the evening shadows and approached the friends. “Dag, where is Blaize? His master, Dr. Pepper, is dying!” he said, panting.
    Dag sighed. “That is good for him: he’s been mistreating Blaize!” he said and turned away.
    Blaize limped forward and faced Munroe: “What happened to Dr. Pepper?”
    Munroe heaved. “A while ago, he had an encounter with Flinz. I chased a rat into his compound. As I was feasting on the rat, I saw Flinz stealing a fish from a table in the backyard. Dr. Pepper was in the kitchen. The angry old man grabbed a broom, and as he tried to hit the intruder, he stumbled and fell upon a bottle of cooking gas. I tried to fight Flinz but my blows were not enough As soon as he disappeared over the fence, I regained my footing, but when I looked back at the kitchen, I saw Dr. Pepper engulfed in an inferno. There was nothing I could do to save him. Munroe ended his long oratory with a noisy cough, the result of inhaling smoke from the fire.
    Blaize broke down and wept bitterly. “No need to cry, Blaize,” Pork consoled. “Dr. Pepper got what he deserved.”
    Sobbing gently, Blaize replied, “Even though he has treated me unfairly, Flinz does not have the right to cause him misfortune.”
    â€œThat’s true. But Dr. Pepper was a bad man,” Dag said.
    â€œI don’t believe in paying evil with more evil. If we continue that way, the world will never be a better place. We must set an example for others to follow, and a legacy that will leave our names on the sands of time,” Blaize said.
    â€œWhat can we do?” Fred asked.
    â€œWe must rescue Dr. Pepper and get Flinz out of the way, for he has brought shame upon us all!” Blaize announced. The other cats agreed and reluctantly followed him into a shadow.

CHAPTER 6
Waterloo



But things did not go as they’d expected. By the time the cats got to the scene of the tragedy, the firemen had brought the situation under control. But, alas, Dr. Pepper had not survived the inferno. Blaize and his friends watched as the dead man was carried upon a stretcher to an ambulance. Slowly, the ambulance rolled away, leaving only a trail of gloom. Blaize grieved that his master, at times unkind though he was, had bidden the world farewell, and he wept bitterly. “If I had only known, I would have hung around. Then this tragedy would not have happened!” Blaize cried out loud.
    â€œIt is not your fault, Blaize. There is a purpose to everything,” Dag consoled him and gave the poor cat a pat on the back.
    Blaize replied tearfully, “If Flinz had not come around, we would not be singing this sad song.”
    Pork heaved and shook his head. “Please accept my condolence, Blaize. You are indeed a hero to have come this far to rescue a man that never treated you fairly when he was alive. This is the way in which we must live with our neighbors. Anything less will not help the world. As for Flinz, I will not sleep until he is humbled.” Fred nodded and exchanged glances with Pork.
    Dag snatched a breath from the wings of the evening, and glanced toward the train station. “Let’s go!” he said, and moved in the direction of the station. Breathing the air of vengeance, the other cats followed him.
    Suddenly, there was a strange movement. The cats rushed to the scene from which the disturbance had come. No doubt Flinz was the source of the commotion. They suspected that he’d entered one of the trains, so Dag signaled the cats to check each car to see if he was hiding inside. But Flinz was not there.
    Frustrated, the cats finally abandoned the search. As they alighted one after the other from the train, Pork