I shrugged. “Maybe, but for now I’m giving her space.”
“You really think that is a good idea?” The doors closed.
“I have no idea, but I don’t know what else there is I can do.” I ran my hand through my hair and leaned against the wall of the elevator. “I can’t force her to see me differently.”
“I get that.” We finished riding down to the main floor. “When do you head home to see your mom?”
“Two weeks.”
“Maybe a little distance will help.” He suggested. “Give you a chance to clear your head.”
“I hope so.” I stopped walking. “I need to grab my things.” I pointed to the doctor’s area.
“Alright.” He nodded. “If you want to grab a drink later, shoot me a text.”
“Will do.” I went into the break room and then back to the locker room.
I picked up my bag and cleaned out my stuff. If I was going to go home and do laundry, I might as well throw these in. A couple of the other doctors came in, and I spent a few minutes chatting with them before leaving for the day.
I was right outside the clinic door when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see a guy a few inches shorter than me with a bald head and dark brown eyes looking at me.
“Are you Major Harris?” He looked slightly familiar, but I couldn’t place him. We’d probably worked together on a case at some point.
“Do you know Rita Fontaine?”
Now I remembered where I knew him from. He was the guy I saw her hugging.
“I know Ms. Fontaine.” Why was he asking me about Rita? Had she lied to me? Was something going on between the two of them?
“I’m a little worried about her.” That stopped the dark hole I was going down.
“What do you mean?”
“We were working out her muscles and something happened.” My breath caught in my throat. “I tried to get her to stay, but she said she wanted to go home.”
“And you let her?” I was already moving toward my car. She could have pulled something. Or it could be internal. Hell, if I could mess up a disk helping, who knew what she might have done.
“I couldn’t force her to stay.”
I wanted to scream at him that he damn well could have. He should have called me. I would have made her stay, but I wasn’t about to waste any more time talking to this guy.
“I’ll take care of it.” I opened my car door and threw my things onto the passenger side. They weren’t important. Right now, the only thing I knew was that I needed to get to Rita.
Chapter 14
Rita
I had my head down on my desk when Aspen knocked. I didn’t bother lifting it up when I told her to come in. We were supposed to be going to lunch, so I knew it wasn’t a patient.
“Are you sick?” She asked.
“Nope.”
“Sleep?”
“Nope.”
“Depressed?”
