Steve Ligeikis has forgotten what happened to the cat.
“Alek!” The ex-military man scans each corner of the living room, looking for the familiar figure of the orange tabby to appear, purring against his legs.
His voice rises with anxiety on this rainy Sunday afternoon. “Alek!”
Steve’s wife, Emma, flinches by the front door of their two-bedroom apartment in suburban Fort Lauderdale.