“Well, I didn’t see a car anywhere,” I said grimly. “Or a scooter, or even a bike. She was on foot. Maybe she drove part of the way, but we won’t know for sure until she wakes up.”
“Damn.” Then Lauren seemed to gather herself. “I have to get back, but just send word if there’s anything else she needs.”
“I will.”
She left then, and I folded my hands on my lap, willing myself to be calm and watchful. There wasn’t much else I could do, really. The day had been mild enough that no one had bothered to light a fire in the fireplace, although the logs and kindling had already been set up. I figured that getting the fire going was one task I could perform that would make Julia more comfortable. It would still drop close to freezing tonight, no matter how deceptively pleasant the daytime hours h
