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Gasping, I shot up in bed from a dream that I had entered my office to find the space completely empty. There was no furniture, no file cabinets. No Grace. Nothing! The place was stripped to the bare walls. I rubbed my eyes and swung my legs off the bed. My dream was prompted by my recognition that Lara had stolen my prescription pad, maybe even my professional reputation as my office in the dream existed no more. I got out of bed, put on the coffee and took a shower recalling my interview with Lara. Had she come to my office planning to steal from me? For what purpose, or was her reaction impulsive when an opportunity presented itself? I played the situation over in my mind repeatedly all the way to the hospital to check on Cole, never knowing for sure.
I walked through the halls inh
