DVDs

WYATT

Kacela was all business.  Nellie had found us a great suite at a hotel we don’t usually stay at and she put it under Earl’s name, thinking that his name would be the least likely to spark recognition if we were still being watched.  When we arrived, Kacela took the offered key card and let herself in, going straight to the table in the little common area.  She dumped out her bag and began making stacks.

“How can I help?” Earl asked, observing her for a moment. 

“I’m dividing them into names,” she answered.  Nellie dropped her bag on the floor and came over to help, also.  Within a few minutes we had all of the DVDs divided.  Kacela was looking at them with a frown on her face.

“How many do you think are here?” she asked, beginning to count.  After a moment, Earl answered. 

“Eighty-four.”

She picked up a random DVD and looked a