> Kristen sat back on her heels as she looked up at Derek. She may not
have been around in awhile, but she could still tell when he was trying not
to let anyone know what he was thinking, and in some cases, what he was
doing. But, she reasoned, if she was going to be any help at all with
whatever was happening, then he couldn't be keeping things to himself.
> "You know, Derek, you've never been overly good at lying. I mean sure,
you have a great 'game' face-I certainly won't be playing poker with you,"
Kristen smiled, "but you always give yourself away somehow. Like today;
people just don't turn that shade of white if everything is 'fine'." she
frowned, "We've got to get to the bottam of what's happening, before someone
gets hurt...or worse. But you're the 'bossman', so how do you want to go
about it? I could start some preliminary research...and maybe we should let
the others in on this. From what I remember, Nick was always the teamwork
aspect of things; maybe if we all pool together on this we can figure it
out." Kristen grimaced and looked out the window. She hated not knowing
things. "And maybe I'm just grasping at straws to come up with something
before all hell breaks loose."
Derek:
"Who's to say it hasn't already," Derek responded watching her closely.
"Right now, there are only a few people here. Ria and Lani, you haven't met
them yet. Julia is out and Nick, Alex and Rachel are at Rachel's house,
though Kat is here." He ran a hand through his hair. "We should start by
doing a search for anything has a pattern of causing seemingly random
problems. Look through the databases and journals." He stopping speaking
again just for a moment. "I think I saw...something similar to you're
dream." That was all he had any intention of saying for right now.
Derek
