Dan Kessler's voice startled her into awareness of where she was and what she was doing. She blinked, trying to kick start her brain again. When she looked over Noah's should she saw Dan standing there, impatience and irritation in every line of his posture.
"Um," was all she could manage.
Noah tensed but he did not drop his hands from her face. Instead he stared intently at her as if searching for answers or maybe sending her a message.
"Come on." Dan sounded impatient now. "Don't forget we need to pick up your car."
"Where's your car?" Noah asked.
"I, uh, left it at the firehouse. Dan picked me up when we went to check the fire sites again. It was easier just to come right here when we were finished."
"I'll take you to get your car," he told her in a soft voice. "Or I can take you
