CHAPTER ELEVEN
Hana’s afternoon with her new grandson passed before she realised. Bodie dropped her back at the hospital while Amy looked after a sleeping Jas. He stopped near the front doors and Hana thanked him. “I hate that multi-storey. Thanks so much for doing this.”
“I’ll be back around eight thirty,” he said with an offhand shrug. “My room at the watch house still needs sorting. I’m expected at work tomorrow.” Bodie gave a casual wave and pulled out into the traffic.
Hana found Logan asleep when she arrived. He looked peaceful, despite the grey pallor of his skin. A week of beard growth gave him a rugged handsomeness and she sat in the visitor’s chair and watched his chest rise and fall. The air of calm left with the arrival of more visitors, bringing with them screaming children
