Part 65 (2/2)

dren, he had the most of the Latino features. He was dark

and strikingly handsome. Why were people like Ebbert 50

threatened by such small and superficial differences? ”I'm

sure it'd be an eye-opener to get an inside look,” she said,

”but I don't know that it would be wise.”

”Hey, I used to take drama,” said Scott. ”Maybe I should

get a blond wig and dress up like a freckle-faced redneck.”

She laughed. ”Now that'd be funny. But even so, I don't

recommend it, Scotty. You never know about people like

Randy Ebbert.” She remembered how frightened she'd felt

when he'd abruptly reached into his jacket the other day in

the office. ”You never know-it could get dangerous. And

I'm certain that Chloe wouldn't like the idea of you putting

yourself in that situation either.”

”Well, I'm not giving up yet,” he declared. ”I'll keep on

with the research and figure out some way to get what I

need-just you wait and see.”

”I'm sure you'll come up with something, Scott.” She

placed money and a tip on the bill and stood. ”By the way,

I think you had an object lesson today.”

”Huh? What's that?”

She waited until they were outside to answer him. ”I

think you were just slightly prejudiced against Dolly's Diner

before you went in and tried it out for yourself.”

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