Bab 57: Chapter 58

"Could I interest you in a cold beer?" Mark stood in front of his refrigerator, but his eyes were on Chloe.

It was just after sundown. Leaving the Diary Queen, they'd driven a wide perimeter around Zapata, setting a diameter of five miles with downtown as the center, searching out more places where the Chupacabra might be hiding or where a body might lie, hidden from foragers. Then they'd made a stop at her house so she could throw some things into a suitcase. She took more time packing her camera and equipment than she did her clothes. Mark had teased her about it, telling her he knew what was important to her, but that was okay because he liked her best without clothes anyway. He'd hauled her suitcase into his room, giving her the second smaller bedroom for her equipment.

Neither of them wanted much for dinner, making do with sandwiches. And they were both too edgy to sit still, anticipating the run ahead of them as soon as it was dark enough.