That self-righteous prig didn’t deserve a civil response! But Sally still needed the money.
Looking at the purloined address of the client, she thought, “Who’s to say I can’t bypass the welfare office and talk to the client myself?”
Sally found the house and approached it from the back. Creeping silently around the building along the side path, Sally saw the cat napping on the front porch. Sidling up to the sleeping animal, Sally whispered, “OK. Who do you want me to kill?”