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A week later —as it had become customary before her shift ended —Sierra stopped by the tank to check on the Tiger shark. They had bonded over the past few days and Sierra was pleased with the achievement. She would go into the quarantine building, feed her, and sit for about an hour in front of the tank as she observed the fish. It had turned to be her favorite spot to reflect on the investigation. She'd often include her new friend into her musings and laugh when the animal limited herself to glance at her as she swam past. She'd keep her thoughts to herself when Walter or the staff was around though. One, she didn't want them to take her for a fool and two, she wasn't naive enough to talk about it freely.
"You're lucky you missed the kids sleepover." She sighed after she had enough of the shark's stares. "Don't look at me like that. You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
The animal jiggled her fins then circled the tank again.
"Right. Pretend you don't know what I'm talking about."
Sierra had gotten used to work with kids since Brett placed her in charge of the weekend sleepovers. Usually she enjoyed the activity because she got to tell the kids all about the marine species. The kids never stopped asking questions and she never tired of answering each of them. Getting to see their faces as they watched a spotted eagle ray swim over them more than made up for the low salary she got paid.
This time, however, she had gotten saddled with a bunch of rascals.
She watched the fish circle the tank a few more times. It was a large tank by common standards, but she sure made it seem like she didn't have enough space.
"Was it Charleston?" She suddenly asked.
They had started this game a few days ago. She'd name a coastal city where the fish could have attacked the poor man then watched for any reaction. Obviously, she never got anywhere, but it was a good way to pass the time.
"Myrtle then?"
The fish continued circling the tank. "You really don't want me telling agent Morris you aren't cooperating with the investigation." She threatened.
