SIX
It took all of Ramon’s willpower not to hold Erin tight when he was ushered into Carbon’s staff room and finally saw her. She was sitting with a guy who seemed familiar, but whose name he couldn’t be bothered to remember.
Questions flooded his head as he approached them. Was she really okay? Was she only putting up a brave front because she didn’t want anyone to worry? Did she get hurt anywhere? Did she want to get checked at a hospital or file a complaint at the nearest precinct?
The smile that appeared on Erin’s face upon seeing him chased all other thoughts away. “Ramon!” she called out in her usual sweet voice. She waved something in the air, something covered in foil or plastic. She didn’t seem traumatized or shaken. He took it as a good sign.
He stopped at their table and sai
