While My dinner microwaved, I began to think about Homer Evans. Something didn't feel just right. He gave up someone who was already in the jackpot. I... was too convenient. Still bad men tend to stay bad men. Maybe he had been protecting himself from this coming out when he sent the team after me. Or maybe he enjoyed playing god, I thought. I hated to admit it even to myself, but I didn't trust Simpson. They might be planning my newfound status to give credence to a half assed investigation. I. Curt offered to drive them home and pick them up in the morning and promised to have them to work on time. Curt was actually pretty trustworthy. Kelly looked at Ashley: She could tell they were both getting wet at the idea of going along with the guys and figured they had obtained what they could for concessions. Kelly announced, “We’ll go.”They were in the car heading down the road in what seemed like six seconds. Curt and Tom were in the front seat, Kelly and Ashley called “way-back seat!”. ’ ‘Our rock’ was a mottled, gray granite monolith with streaks of pink in it. When the sun hit it, there were many sparkles that reflected from tiny quartz crystals in the rock. It was gently rounded on top, the size of a large school bus laying on its side. The end furthest from the creek stuck out of the soil nearly six feet, but the low end was about 18 inches above the water. The rock was obviously out of place–probably left there by a glacier thousands of years ago. It was the only. Finally, and as Hank thought at long last, she prepared for their departure saying they must not be late for dinner with people Hank had never heard of.As they walked back to where his car was parked Hank said that he was unaware that they were going on to a dinner party.Deirdre laughed. "We're not. That was just a little white lie. I hope you're going to take me somewhere nice and cosy for dinner à deux." I'm not hungry," said Hank shortly. "I ate too many of those canapé things. If you're.