I emerged on the floor and stopped so fast I almost spilled my coffee when I spotted a tall, dark-haired man standing outside my parents’ room on the other end of the hall. From this angle, he could be Lukas, and my stomach fluttered from a mix of dread and something else I didn’t want to define.
The man walked away in the other direction, and my mouth went dry. He even moved like Lukas.
I hurried toward the nurses’ station. “Do you know who that man was?”
Patty looked around. “What man?”
“I saw him by my parents’ door, but he left.”
She smiled. “There have been so many people in to visit your parents today that I’ve stopped noticing them. He might have been another one of their bounty hunter friends.”
“You’re probably right,” I said, ignoring a prick of disappointment. It wasn’t tha
