Hester was different from others, and he was also different from others.
If he loved her, he had to respect her. She could go to work if that was what she wanted. But she was already eight months pregnant. If she thought he would still allow her to do dangerous things, then she was completely wrong.
Farley let Hester go wash up and walked out with the phone. He dialed a number in the yard.
"It's me... Hester will go to the station to work for another month... Yes... Make sure she's safe... Put her in the Criminal Investigation Department... OK..."
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the closed door of the room and smiled.
Since the breakfast suited her appetite, Hester ate happily. And for the first time in two months, Dave felt that he could still have access to human food.
Hester and Dave had a tacit understanding and did not quarrel. They were busy eating and did not even have time to bicker.