The rest of the day passed uneventfully until sundown, but I couldn't help but wonder about Crissy and what role Lance had played, if any, in her recovery. As I promised Drake, I had said nothing about it to anyone. Drake kept watching me throughout the day, frowning as he passed, but I brushed it off and focused on my work. He was always upset about something. Throughout the day, I couldn't help but think of Lance and how he had connected with Crissy. It's impossible that he had anything to do with her recovery, isn't it? But Drake's reaction made me wonder how Lance could have been involved. I pushed the thought aside and went back to working with patients.
I headed toward the waiting room to see how many patients were waiting, when I spotted Lance, sitting in a far corner of the room.
