Cindy was pretty sure that this was the most excited she'd ever been in the city of Darrow. And that included the first time she managed to get laid. (Ten years and change later, she was still totally a nerd at heart, no matter how much she tried to tell herself otherwise.)
The excursion up to Kagura hadn't magically answered all of the questions that Cindy had about the city. If anything, the results of the search were frustratingly vague — some indications that perhaps the yeti hadn't just appeared and disappeared for the night of the party, and an eerie quietness to the place that Cindy couldn't imagine was normal for a regular business. Ski lodges closed off-season all the time, but generally some amount of security detail would remain to make sure nothing was damaged or vandalized in those several months.
But at Kagura, two young women could traverse across the grounds openly without setting off any alarms.
It was enough information to encourage intrigue, Cindy thought, especially when combined with the other topics that were covered between herself, Karen, and Lois. People sustained blogs on less. And if not a single person picked up the physical copies that Cindy insisted on printing, well, that was a cost she was willing to sink.
When the doorbell rang, Cindy rushed to let Karen in with a huge grin on her face.
"Karen," she said, briefly shaking her head with a grin. "I know that no one our age reads print anymore, but you just have to see them. The cover we commissioned looks so $#@&ing good."
The excursion up to Kagura hadn't magically answered all of the questions that Cindy had about the city. If anything, the results of the search were frustratingly vague — some indications that perhaps the yeti hadn't just appeared and disappeared for the night of the party, and an eerie quietness to the place that Cindy couldn't imagine was normal for a regular business. Ski lodges closed off-season all the time, but generally some amount of security detail would remain to make sure nothing was damaged or vandalized in those several months.
But at Kagura, two young women could traverse across the grounds openly without setting off any alarms.
It was enough information to encourage intrigue, Cindy thought, especially when combined with the other topics that were covered between herself, Karen, and Lois. People sustained blogs on less. And if not a single person picked up the physical copies that Cindy insisted on printing, well, that was a cost she was willing to sink.
When the doorbell rang, Cindy rushed to let Karen in with a huge grin on her face.
"Karen," she said, briefly shaking her head with a grin. "I know that no one our age reads print anymore, but you just have to see them. The cover we commissioned looks so $#@&ing good."