“Who said we were getting friendly?” Hunter made a face but answered the kid anyway. “I'm too much of a sinner for Brother Reuben.”
At that, he looked over at Lake. “We've got to get moving, Doc.”
Lake nodded and turned back to Dumont to check his bandage once more. “Stay off the leg for a few days and change the dressing once a day,” she told him.
“You'd really help me if I went to Haven?” He stared at her with an expression of wonder. People didn't help people out like this anymore. He couldn't decide if she was crazy or a fool.
“Yeah, Dumont.” Lake smiled. “I would.”
Hunter pulled the door to the garage open a little wider and then strode back to the bike. Lake was already there, and she waited until he mounted it before she slid on the back behind him. As she slipped her arms arou
