Chapter 33

Jesse repressed the urge to give a sarcastic retort.

“Shelby and Clyde met up with one last night,” he said instead. “You just getting home?”

“Yeah, just walked in the door.”

“You wore those to work?” Jesse said, indicating Denny’s shorts and sleeveless tee.

Jesse saw a look akin to a deer in the headlights cross Denny’s face.

“I…uh…changed at the airport.”

“But all three of your uniforms are in the closet,” Jesse said, recalling the other strange, suspicious events of the past few days.

Again, Denny looked uncomfortable. After a brief hesitation, he said, “They’re issuing new ones. You know we just merged with Delta…phasing out the old Northwest stuff. Mine didn’t fit quite right…so I turned it back in after the flight.”

The explanation, while improbable, seemed plausible enough. Jesse chose to accept it rather than give in to the disquieting feelings frequently being raised lately.

“What’re the blankets for?” Denny asked.