As Ms. Crane walked away Cristian sat on his bike watching her, the whole time something in his gut told him that she wasnt telling him everything. The question remained, what was really going on in this town? Nothing was as quaint and simple as this place made itself out to be he learned that much back in Afganistan and it was a leason he wouldnt ever forget. Still he wasnt sure what to think she did know. For now he pulled out of the parking spot and went down the road she had mentioned, looking for that inn so he could check in and review the pictures agian. Maybe, just maybe there was something in them to point him toward the right direction.