Chapter 18
Emma Jane woke up the next morning as energized as if she'd already had several cups of coffee. At first, she didn't remember where she was or why she was so alert, but when she rolled in bed and felt a warm soft body next to her, the events of the previous day flooded back. She rolled back over, absently scratching her arm as she snuggled closer to Vanessa's warmth. She wasn't ready to get up yet, so instead, let the soft tingle where their skin touched soothe her as thoughts of the girl from the night before intruded.
She wondered how she was doing. When they'd arrived at the hospital in Nîmes, Emma Jane had tried to explain with her awkward French that they’d found the girl near Jean François’ house. As expected, they’d been bombarded by questions. Emma Jane had done her be
