Chapter Four
It wasn't until I was pulling into the car park that I realised I'd forgotten to text George the night before. I hoped he hadn't been too concerned about me, I didn't want to cause extra worries for him. Not when there were enough of those in our clinic anyway.
I rushed to the door, pulling it open and throwing myself through it despite the fact I was early.
"I see you didn't get your face eaten off," George said, a jokey note to his words.
"I'm so sorry, I was exhausted and just crashed." That was honest at least. I had been tired and gone straight to bed, I'd just done it after taking care of the jackal who wasn't a jackal.
"I figured. I drove past your house on the way to pick up dinner for Joyce and saw your car there."
I smiled weakly, unsure how I felt about him ch
