Late Wednesday Evening, June 29th
“THE BOARD IS WILLING to go along with your proposal.”
“Wow, that’s great!”
Bethany rolled her eyes skyward toward the roof of her little Chevy, glad Renn couldn’t see her. “Where are you right now?”
“Driving home.”
“And where’s that?”
“Um, Perryville.” Her tone was suspicious.
“We’re going to have to get together and work out the details of your cave visits. I’m your chaperone from the board.”
“We don’t need a chaperone,” she said, indignant. “We’re adults and scientists.”
Bethany sighed. “Look, I get that. I totally understand what you’re doing and how all of that government grant stuff works and so forth. It took a minute, I admit but now that I’ve got my druthers about me, I don’t think anyone should have to go into Crevice with your team. You
