Lucas had been waiting for her when Norah finally dropped Abby off after lunch. Of course he had. Of course her father had called him too.
Lucas had been livid.
“What did you think you were going to do?” he’d shouted the moment the door closed behind her. “You really thought you could just waltz into the hospital and no one would blink?”
She hadn’t bothered correcting him. Telling him she’d actually been trying to steal case files out of their shared office wouldn’t have helped her cause. If anything, it would’ve made the lecture longer and louder.
By the time he finished pacing and yelling, Abby had been halfway to turning around and walking right back out the door.
Then Celia had stepped in.
Firm. Calm. Completely unimpressed.
She’d told Lucas to give it a rest, reminded him that
