“Not on purpose.” Sahara said dryly. “We kind of got stuck in the crowd.”
“My brother was there too. He got out unharmed though.”
“Good for him.”
The elevator stopped, and Dave lead her down a hall and up to a nurses station. “Hey, Darlene, this lady is here for Bryan Wagner. He came in with the rally bombing victims?”
Darlene nodded. “He"s just coming out of surgery now. I"ll let the doctor know you"re here. You can wait just over there.”
She pointed to a small room lined with chairs. Sahara thanked her and headed for the room. She paced for a few minutes, until the pain in her hip got to be more than she wanted to deal with, then she sat, her eyes scanning the room, then through the window out to the nurse"s station. She needed to shift, hunt, but she knew it would be hours before t
