Warren fought the urge to sit on the sofa in Hayley’s living room and watch her. It would only make her cranky and drive him insane. Instead he was making himself busy. He’d asked Denni what she wanted and what Hayley would eat, then called in their dinner order and paid for it then went into the laundry room and emptied the bag from the hospital. Her uniform shirt was trashed, sliced open and covered in blood. He took everything off it, her badge, name bar, rank and everything out of the pockets before dropping it in the trash next to the dryer before picking up her uniform pants. They weren’t in much better shape. The ER staff had cut up both legs and through the waistband to get them off, but they’d left the belt intact, so he slid that from the belt loops, emptied her pockets and let t
