schooled her features into a neutral expressionâat least she hoped, because light streamed from the open door.
âIâll need to come by early. Weâll finish up at the bistro hopefully tomorrow and what remains will be for the crime scene techs to handle.â
âEveryone was accounted for?â
âYes, finally. But Brutus is a bomb detector, and weâre making sure we have all the pieces left. Any evidence we can gather will help us find this guy.â
âIâll be up early. Iâll take Kate to school, then Iâm going to the animal hospital.â
âI thought the doctor told you to take it easy.â
She chuckled. âYou know me. When have I ever done that? Iâm not staying long, but I want to check on the dog I operated on the day of the bombing. I know a lot of the staff want to see me, too. I promised Bree I would wait to go back full-time until next week.â
âOkay. Iâll be here by seven thirty. Iâll wait to leave until you and Brutus are inside.â
She strolled toward the door and glanced back. âThank you.â Maybe they could be friends again. She hoped so.
Then Jesse said, âI became a police officer to protect others. Stay, Brutus.â
In other words, he was only doing his job. Jesse had a way of reminding her their time together as a couple was over. She knew that in her mind, but her heart was struggling with it.
In the living room, she watched him drive away, then switched off the lights and went into the kitchen to make sure there was water in a bowl for Brutus. In the garage she had an old cushion that she would use as a bed for Brutus. After he was settled in the hallway, she finally sank onto her bed. Jesseâs parting words ran over and over through her mind. She couldnât blame him. She deserved them. She was a victim in one of his cases, and that was all.
* * *
After Jesse picked up Brutus, Lydia dropped off Kate at school, and then she drove to the animal hospital and parked in the lot on the side of the building. As she walked toward the front entrance, she stared at the bomb site where the bistro had been. She noticed Jesseâs SUV near it. When he came to get Brutus, sheâd invited him to have breakfast, but heâd declined. She wished he hadnât because she and Kate had argued about having the Rottweiler back that night.
Lydia hadnât slept much the night before, not because she was scared but because of Jesse. She hoped she could forget about him long enough to take a long nap.
As she entered the reception area, she came to a stop. Streamers and balloons hung from the ceiling with a large banner over the check-in counter. Sheâd mentioned to Dr. Matt Muller she was coming but wouldnât be staying. He and her dad had been good friends, but she never imagined Matt would do something like this.
When she looked behind the counter, the receptionist stood and started clapping. Others came from the back and joined in. Heat flamed Lydiaâs cheeks. She waved her arms. âThanks. Iâd planned on sneaking in, but this beats that idea.â
Matt opened the door to the hallway that led to the exam rooms and entered the reception area. âThatâs what I figured. We couldnât let you do that without letting you know how happy we are that you survived.â
Her assistant, JoAnn, followed him. âWe all pitched in and brought goodies. The Lord was watching out for you. Thatâs something to celebrate.â
âHear! Hear!â someone shouted.
There was a time when Lydia hadnât thought God cared what happened to her, especially in those dark days when sheâd lost her baby and realized Aaron wasnât really there for her, either. She went through the motions of worshipping the Lord, but sheâd decided years ago He was too busy to listen to her prayers.
âThank you. Iâm not going to say you shouldnât have done this
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