I knocked on doors, showed Sarah's picture and asked my questions. Everyone seemed to know her, but no one knew where she was. I hit pay dirt halfway ...own the block; an old, ramshackle singlewide that had seen better days. The mother, Cecily Hayes, had a daughter who was friends with Sarah. I questioned the daughter, Sally, and thought she was lying. I played what turned out to be the trump card."Sally, I know you're protecting her and I respect that. It's what friends do for each other. But. After supper, Tracker, Hunter, and I talked about what to do tomorrow. We were still fumbling around when Moon said, “I think that you are making too much of the situation. Why not go back to the orlan’s cave and find the most recent tracks? You can follow them to see where they lead. Then you can decide what to do about the beast.”Moon was startled by our reaction. We all jumped up at the same time to kiss her in thanks for solving our problem for us. Following that, we went to bed and had. "No, the agents can go wait in the hall. We'll start with you, and then Franks. Abby will follow, then we'll call the boys from downstairs. Martin, do you want Fornell in here, since he, I assume, was running your op?"Getting up, Abby said, "I'll be in my lab, getting it ready for Gibbs. When I'm done, I'll come back for my debriefing. Is that all right, Director?" She put a hand on Gibbs' shoulder, squeezing as she smiled down at him."Fine, Abby. Just don't take too long."Mike grumbled but. "If you want to call the police we'd understand. But we simply can't ask the church to pay for our mistake. It just isn't right." That's all I need. The police coming to my restaurant to arrest a couple of nuns. If I know the police here, they'd probably invite the press to come along." That certainly is a problem," Ellen admitted.The three people sat there for several minutes pondering the difficulty. Periodically, one or the other would stir as if an idea was there, but the urge to speak.