The front door opened as Brooke was walking past it and her heart stopped.
In walked a disheveled and bruised Penn. She rushed to his side.
“What happened?"
“I got into an accident."
She took his arm and nudged him towards the closest bathroom. He didn't look good at all.“You look like the other guy won."
“I can't be that bad."
She stood him in front of the mirror. He gasped.
“Yes, you look that bad. Do you have a first aid kit?"
Jeeves appeared in the doorway. Brooke was convinced the man had a sixth sense for when he was needed. Or he was always lurking around corners. She didn't know which was the truth. “It's under the sink."
“Thanks, Jeeves."
“May I be of assistance?" he asked.
His manner was always calm and at the moment Brooke couldn't do calm. Penn was hurt and she was
