He turned this way and that, craning his neck, like a contractor about to ballpark an estimate. He said, ‘Did you check the refrigerator?’ Reacher said, ‘For what?’ ‘Food.’ ‘No.’ Noble moved to the kitchen. He looked at the dishes in the sink. He opened the refrigerator. He glanced back, as if counting heads. He said, ‘We could share bacon and eggs. There’s beer
