"Thanks, Tom," I said, limping alongside him. My ankle throbbed like hell, and if it weren't for his pity—and his wallet—I'd probably be in debt until Levi graduated college. He'd paid my hospital bill without batting an eye. Knight in shining sedan. "It's no problem," he said with that kind, polished smile all drivers for the rich seem to have. "I was going to call you anyway. Mrs. Lake woke up—but what a coincidence we bumped into each other." "Right," I said, following him down another antiseptic-smelling hallway into a private hospital room that looked more like a five-star hotel suite than a place for the sick. Inside, an older woman sat propped up in bed, silver hair perfectly coiffed, hospital gown replaced with what I was ninety percent sure was designer loungewear. "Madame," Tom said softly, "I've brought Mrs. Melody Blake—the one who saved you earlier." Mrs. Lake turned toward me, her eyes sharp even in her frailness. "What's going on?" I asked, feeling like I'd walked
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