The next morning, the sun lifted enough to create a soft glow in the bedroom. Nicole raised her head slowly. The alarm clock displayed 7:24. She squinted and focused on the numbers. Once her brain registered what her eyes had seen, she sat up and slid out from under Mark’s arm. “I gotta go, Mark. We gotta get up.”
“I’m up,” he mumbled.
“You’re taking me to work, right?”
“Yeah, I figured it would be best, and I’ll be right across the street from you all day.”
She nodded, slipping her scrubs on. “You think I should go down to the police department at lunchtime, just to see what they say?”
“Yeah, I think it’s a good idea. I’ll come over and pick you up.”
“Thank you. I’m glad I don’t have to go alone,” she said.
The pair finished getting ready and headed out the door. He drove her up to
