Sean could see the anger rising with Jen's color. A quick shake and she seemed to calm down. Her face returned to alabaster and she folded her hands on her lap.
What the hell?
Her voice quiet now, she said, “I don't see what bearing this has on anything."
He shrugged and went back to his sandwich. “It doesn't," he said after a bite. “Eat."
Glancing down at the sandwich, she picked it up and took a dainty bite. She probably chewed it twenty four times. Placing the sandwich back onto a napkin, she swallowed. “I talked to Jill Prince's mom."
“Anything interesting?" he asked around a mouthful. He hoped he hadn't spit anything at her. She would have flinched.
“One. She applied for a job at Jugs."
He stopped with his sandwich halfway to his mouth. What was it about that place? “That's not
