Christopher stood there momentarily before remembering the camera and then he tucked his head down and left the small gymnasium and headed for the security office. They had different locker rooms than the civilians and as he walked purposefully toward them he noted that not one person gave him a strange look, made offensive references or gave him a hard time for working out with the civilian. He knew they'd been watching because what else was there to do? So why…?
Damnit, they had a bet on him!
He didn't mention it and no one tried to encourage him one way or the other. But he wanted no parts of their games and was happy to be left alone. That night he stopped at the supermarket. He'd already picked up his normal groceries for the week Saturday morning. But now he needed extras, like fru
