Chapter 13
Questions
She tried to get to sleep, but she was too wound up. Even after a lengthy, hot shower, she couldn’t relax enough to rest. To make matters worse, her stomach was demanding to be filled again. The memory of that roasted chicken was too tempting to ignore.
Slipping on one of the clean t-shirts and a pair of jeans, she stuck her head out into the hallway and listened. The place was dark, with the exception of a couple of plug-in night lights. There was no sign of any of the tourists, nor could she hear them, except for the distant, muted sound of a TV coming from upstairs on the other side of the building.
Feeling emboldened, Rikki tiptoed her way into the dining room and over to the swinging doors which led into the kitchen. Giving them a gentle push, she was surpris
