Although he didn’t say anything, Peter was inclined to agree that there simply was not enough evidence to support the assertion that they had discovered a new—and exceedingly remarkable—species.
It had taken Amy more than a week to calm down after Hector had gone back to the United States. Peter grinned to himself as he realized that Dr. Ramirez probably needed at least a week to calm down, too. Amy had a way of getting herself in trouble with people in authority. But then she had since the first time he’d met her.
Hearing shuffling dirt and stone behind him, he turned to see Amy tromping into camp, wiping her face with a filthy kerchief, sporting an enormous smile across her lovely, nut-brown face. A welcoming smile was just beginning to form on his own face when he noticed what she was holding. Then his jaw dropped.
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