[hr][center][color=slategray][b][h1]Harry Kingsfield[/h1] [IMG]http://www.oystermag.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/article-image-650x580/images/dale-cooper-i-only-have-time.png[/IMG] Location:[/b][/color] B&B[/center][hr][hr] Harry wished he could assure Mrs. Walker that he would tell her if anything important came up, but several things that he'd deemed as such had already turned up, and he hadn't revealed anything to them. After the case had concluded, he resolved that he'd tell the couple what he'd discovered, but the last thing he needed on his hands was some kind of familial break down to deal with as he juggled solving the mundane and supernatural aspects of this case. It really did pain him a bit having to keep them in the dark, but he had convinced himself it was for the best. The situation really did not need additional, unnecessary layers of complication added on top of what was already there. [color=slategray]"I wish I could tell you much, but I've spent more time on the reservation out of town, than in Red Lake proper,"[/color] Harry told the innkeeper. He took the fork and knife in hand, already preparing himself for the meal to come. [color=slategray]"But from what I've seen of the town, it's quite a nice town. But there's a lot here that's hidden beneath the surface."[/color] He casually mentioned. To others, such an observation would probably be given more weight, but Harry just tossed it out as a matter of fact. He'd been to many towns like Red Lake, and none of them were the simple hamlets such places were made out to be. People weren't nearly so simple that a town, any town [i]wouldn't[/i] have a lot of hidden complications. [color=slategray]"Actually,"[/color] Harry began, returning mentally to the first question Mrs. Walker had asked him that day. [color=slategray]"You wouldn't happen to know if Riley ever had an interest in any kind of obscure topic would you? Something like alchemy, ghosts or Native American cultures?"[/color] He didn't see anything of the sort when he went through her room, so he doubted that her mother would be able to confirm anything of the sort. But, if as a child she really liked Ouija boards or something, it could make his job figuring out how everything fit together somewhat easier.