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On his way back to town Travis ate from a paper napkin filled with sugar cookies Mrs. Parnell had insisted on sending along.
It was after one o’clock. Travis had been out at their ranch several hours.
He still had eight more people he wanted to interview today. The eight Sheriff Hoyt thought had the clearest view of the craft—the spaceship, Bart Parnell came right out and called it—and would be the most reliable witnesses.
But Travis also wanted a chance to clear his mind. To let what he had heard from Mr. and Mrs. Parnell settle like sand that had been stirred up in a container of water.
Travis had read dozens of reports—maybe even a hundred by now—since he began working with Dr. Linsk on the Agency projects. The details varied, but overall the stories were the same: ordinary peopl
