By the time Thallia followed Leon back toward town, the dizziness had passed. The questions hadn't.
She pushed them aside for now. Whatever had happened in the Stone House wasn't something she could solve while hungry, without electricity, and carrying a phone that had become an expensive camera somewhere outside Moab.
Olympia Springs had more immediate problems for her to tackle.
Leon led her back onto Main Street and pulled into a parking space in front of the stone building she'd noticed earlier.
Thallia parked behind him and climbed out. She looked up at the sign over the entrance.
OLYMPIA SPRINGS SHERIFF'S OFFICE
“So I guessed right.”
Leon joined her on the sidewalk. “About?”
She pointed toward the building. “Sheriff's office.”
Leon glanced at the sign, amusement touching his
