Part 48 (1/2)

And Annja had no way of knowing what Jenny's reaction might be. This whole thing was spiraling out of control far too quickly for Annja to keep up. Somehow she'd have to get to grips with it all and fast.

David would want a kiss before too long, and if Annja didn't have a solution for his looming libido Jenny would be hurt badly. And Annja was determined to make sure that didn't happen.

She took another swig of the beer, which now tasted stale to her. ”Nothing's wrong. I'm hungry, is all. Let's get inside and see if David is at all talented in the kitchen.”

Jenny smiled. ”Sounds good to me. But I really want to see whatever it is he says he has to prove that big foot exists.”

”Yeah,” Annja said. ”That should be interesting.”

Chapter 25.

As disgusted as Annja was with David, even she had to admit that he could whip up some pretty tasty grub. The barbecued chicken had a slick coating of thick sauce that made her mouth water. The potato salad had an interesting mix of mayonnaise and mustard that gave it a yellow hue and delivered just the slightest tang. Combined with the cold beer, Annja was in culinary heaven.

She wiped her mouth. ”Food's good, David.”

He smirked. ”Finger-licking good, huh?”

Annja grew serious. ”So when are we going to get to this evidence of the Sasquatch? I don't know about anyone else, but I'm anxious to see it.”

Joey nodded. ”I agree. Let's see it.”

David held up his sauce-stained hand. ”First we enjoy the meal and then we can get to business.” He glanced at Jenny. ”Food okay, Jenny?”

She nodded. ”You're quite the chef.”

”I grew up with a family of cooks. My mother and grandmother made sure that I knew how to work a kitchen. Maybe they thought they'd better do it because no woman could ever stand to be with me for too long. If they didn't teach me to cook, I'd starve to death.”

Annja grimaced. If only they knew how right they were, she thought. She glanced at Jenny and grinned. Jenny smiled back.

Joey finished his chicken and wiped his mouth. ”I'm done.”

David smiled. ”Joey, I've got a nice chocolate cake for dessert. Just try to be patient, would you?”

Joey slumped back into his chair.

David checked his watch. ”Besides, we're still too early.”

”Early for what?” Annja asked.

”The evidence,” David said.

”You don't have it here?”

Dave shook his head. ”It's coming, though. Probably even as we speak.”

Annja's radar was on full alert. What was he talking about? If he didn't have the evidence, then who did? And why wasn't it here already? She sighed and took another sip of her beer. ”This just keeps getting better and better.”

”What's that?” David asked.

”Nothing,” she muttered.