"Keep your voice down, Shenika," Denny replied. "Forrester was in
charge of the daily operations, so he's only got himself to blame."
"And who lost the other one?" Shenika demanded. All turned to the Lab
Coat Man.
"I'm afraid I was responsible for the other mishap," he admitted,
grudgingly.
"Yeah, right before you became a Hindu," Shenika said, noticeably not
suppressing a smirk.
"Well, you can't be too hard on the old LCM, here," said Zeke, "'cause
Justin has always had a quick temper. And since he's paranoid, he's
more likely to notice something going on. In fact, I think he thinks
there was something going on before he got hold of the clipboard."
"Like what?" Denny asked.
"I dunno, I was never able to get him to tell me."
"He's a fricking nut," said a police officer, who was passing through
the store on his rounds. Aisle seven was filling up. "He reads books
on UFO's, Bigfoot, crop circles, you name it! And he listens to Art
Bell at lot..."
"But no one knows specifically what he knows?" Denny asked.
"Nobody," said the policeman. "He's never opened up to my people down
at that hospital.
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