CHAPTER 54
There was no sign of Bud when Tana got home, which only made her more worried. She hadn’t heard from him all day, and now she imagined him lying on a gurney at the nearest ER waiting for medical attention before he bled out from his head wound. But she was surprised to discover that despite his injury he had done his best to put her apartment back together before he left or got wheeled out by the EMTs. Tana smiled to herself as she looked around, touched by Powell’s gesture.
And yet, at the same time, it made her feel lonely. She was pushing thirty and had yet to find a man she could call her own who would do something like that for her. Then again, she wondered if perhaps she had found him and didn't realize it. But seriously? An ex-cop who was twice her age? Who liked to bow
