I knew Blake wanted me to stay at the compound, but I had to report for my first shift in the Emergency Room. He knew he could not argue with me over it, so he had little choice but to send Joe with me as a bodyguard, since Dallas was still too inured to use his arm.
I asked Joe if we could take the Range Rover instead of his cruiser. I wanted to look as professional as I could, which meant not showing up at the Emergency Room with messy hair from wearing my bike helmet or with any employees seeing me on a giant cruiser. Thankfully, he didn’t argue at all.
“So, you took my aunt out to Le Mar?” I asked as we made our way south through San Francisco towards Stanford Base in the Range Rover.
“Yeah.” Joe answered shyly, a character trait I thought was completely the opposite of what Joe no
