第8章

Before Mike could answer,Eric muttered,“Damn it!Where are my teeth?”

Mike glanced at the console between the seats where Eric was rifling through napkins and fast food bags,obvious remnants ofa dinner eaten on the drive to pick her up,and Jenny felt the connection between them snap.“Didn’t you take them out to eat?”

“Yeah,but I can’t find them now!”Eric started balling up trash,cleaning out the console.Over his shoulder,he asked Jenny,“Where’s your Dumpster?”

“Over there.”Jenny stepped back to let Eric stand.“Did youlook in the bags first?”

With his hands full,Eric asked,“What?Why?Let me just toss these out and—”

“Let me see.”She grabbed one of the bags before he could object and squeezed,but didn’t feel anything other than napkins and plastic wrap inside.Quickly she grabbed another bag,working it over,trying to feel through it.

Eric sighed.“We’re going to be late—”