SixOwen walked into the dining room as Claire, Thad, and Molly finished eating. Claire looked up as he shuffled over to their table with his hat pushed back off his brow. Pulling a chair up, he sat beside Thad, and let out a gaping yawn. Claire searched his expression. As an anthropologist, she prided herself on reading people's faces and actions. Since she heard what Manny had said, she knew if he were up to no good, his expression would betray him. But his face, which was sporting the beginnings of a dark, gold beard, showed only exhaustion.
“So, all settled in?” he said to the group.
Draining the rest of his soda, Thad nodded, leaned back in his chair and stretched. “I'm heading up,” he announced, and dug a twenty note out of his pants pocket. Tossing it on the table, he added, “What
