Part 39 (1/2)
Sheila came over to the table with two plates piled high with food. ”Did I just hear laughter?”
Annja nodded. ”I think she'll be okay.”
Sheila smiled. ”Well, maybe, but I'd be willing to bet a plate of Tom's breakfast would help the cause even more.” She glanced at Jenny. ”I didn't get you a menu, dear, but I thought I'd just have Tom double it all up and you could pick and choose what you like.”
”Are those hash browns?” Jenny said happily.
Sheila nodded. ”Of course.”
Jenny tore into her plate. Annja looked at Sheila. ”Looks like you made a good decision.”
”Refills on the coffee?”
”I could use one,” Annja said. ”And if you've got some fruit juice?”
”Two gla.s.ses coming up,” Sheila said. She turned and rushed back into the kitchen.
”She seems nice,” Jenny said around a mouthful of food.
”Very,” Annja agreed. ”Now what are we going to do about our situation?”
”What situation is that?”
Annja took a forkful of eggs and chewed. ”The way I see it, we've got a few things to tackle here.”
”Such as?”
”Well, first and foremost, you brought me out here to help you find the Sasquatch.”
”Or evidence of its existence.”
”Okay. Next, we've got to deal with a couple of idiots from Was.h.i.+ngton who think they're going to kidnap the creature without getting themselves killed in the process.”
”I don't see that venture being very successful.”
”Neither do I,” Annja said. She swallowed some of the hash browns. ”G.o.d, these are good.”
”I know.”
”And then there's the last thing.”
Jenny looked up. ”What's the last thing?”
”Your relations.h.i.+p with super sheriff David.”
Jenny shook her head. ”That's a lost cause. We can forget about that right here and now.”
”Why should we do that?”
”He's not interested in me. He said so.”