7
The gust of hot air scented with coffee, tea, meat, and burning logs, hit Lynn square in the face as she re-entered the main room of the dining hall. It was even fuller than before and rowdier too. Several people were now shouting their demands to be allowed to go home and the two deputies and a police officer in the room with them all looked like they’d rather be anywhere than here trying to calm this crowd down.
“Did you get anything useful from the groundskeeper?” TJ asked, turning to her.
He had been standing by the door she had just exited through and had his back to her. It was the same when she entered the dining hall earlier. And yet he seemed to know exactly where she was at all times. Having eyes on the back of his head was one his special skills, something all his colleague
