The cat seemed to slink along the sidewalk in front of the Mosque. He watched it for a while, watched it until the cat, white Siamese cat, stood still and stared at him. He went near the cat, as near as he could get to the cat without alarming it. It was dark, well lit near the Mosque. A few cars were parked on the curb; nondescript used cars that he didn't pay attention to.
"Is anyone looking for you?" He reached out and grabbed the cat. "No collar." He walked back across the street and climbed in his used sports car and sped away. He decided to take him to a person who knew who would check out the cat to make sure he was safe to bring around his family.