Part 40 (2/2)
”We've been over this already, Jenny. I'm just saying that, as scientists, we're supposed to use logic and facts to help us prove a theory, not the emotional memories of a person who may or may not be trustworthy.”
”She seems trustworthy to me.”
”We just met her barely an hour ago.”
Jenny sighed. ”Humor me here, would you? I'm having a bad couple of days. I nearly died from hypothermia. My love interest either doesn't like me or is pretending not to like me so I can concentrate on this big-foot thing. And now you think I'm too gullible.”
Annja smiled. ”Hey, the food's good.”
”Small consolation.”
Sheila came back out. ”Your clothes are going to need more time. The rinse cycle just ended.”
Annja stretched her arms over her head. ”That's fine. I could use a nap, anyway.”
”That does sound good,” Jenny said. ”But is a nap enough? I feel like I might sleep for days.”
”I probably could,” Annja said with a yawn.
Sheila held up her hands. ”You two had better stop that stuff or else I'm going to pa.s.s out right along with you. Nothing like a good siesta to keep one on top of the world. You two wander upstairs and I'll make sure you get your clothes back when they're finished drying.”
Annja pushed back from the table and looked at Jenny. ”Do you have any plans for later?”
”What-like meeting up with David?”
”Yeah. Doesn't he have something he wants to show you?”
”I guess. He told me to call him when we got settled here. Maybe that means he'll take me out tonight.”
Sheila stood quietly by with a vague frown on her face. But as soon as Annja saw it, Sheila made it disappear. What was that about? she wondered. Did Sheila know something about David that they didn't? And if there was something else to know about the small-town sheriff, what was it?
”Why don't you head on up, Jenny. I'll help Sheila clear the dishes. No sense not helping out after all she's done for us.”
”I can help, too,” Jenny said. She grabbed a handful of dishes and walked them over to the plastic tub set out for clearing the tables. Annja looked at Sheila, who busied herself with the plates.
”There's no need to help, girls. I've got this. You two go on upstairs and get some rest. By the look of it, you need it. And if you're here to find big foot, then you might need even more than you think.”
Jenny looked at Annja, who shrugged. ”You're sure?”
”Absolutely.”
”All right, then. Thanks.”
”Have a good nap.”
Annja and Jenny walked upstairs. ”That was a little weird,” Jenny said. ”Did you say something to upset her?”
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