Chapter 3
Outside the cook tent Cotty held Debra back while he cupped his hands to light a cigarette. He didn't offer her one; she didn't smoke. He jerked his thumb back over his shoulder. "I don't like that guy worth a damn."
"Dan? The feeling's mutual," Debra said with a mischievous chuckle. "He doesn't like you, either."
He peered at her narrowly. "Have you been talking to him about me? I don't know as I like that."
Debra dropped her gaze and folded her hands demurely before her, as though acknowledging the rebuke.
Cotty decided not to pursue it. What the hell was Dan Fields to him ? He let his breath go with a sigh and said, "Well, what's the schedule? What do we do tonight?"
Without looking up, Debra said, "How about a movie? There's a late one showing in town. A musical."
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