“IS DINI HERE?”
Peters frowned. “What happened to your head? You look terrible.”
Godric flipped a hand in the air dismissively. “Is she here or not?”
“She was with you wasn’t she?”
“She was. Something happened and we were separated. I’d hoped one of you brought her back.”
“No. We still can’t get out.”
Godric took a deep breath, fighting panic. It wasn’t a good sign that she wasn’t at the encampment. Unless somebody took her to the hospital. That thought didn’t make him feel any better. He pushed it away and decided he’d find a way to the nearest hospital. Even if he had to ride the darn horse there. “Is everybody all right here?”
Peters grimaced. “We need to get Rogers to a hospital fast, Godric, or I’m afraid he’ll lose that hand.”
Godric frowned, hurrying toward the cabin. “I tho
