Chapter 14: A Blond Behind the Wheel

Erika was shaken out of the world of the dreamer by Volker, who had her by the arm.

“We’ve got to go,” he said.

She sat up quickly. The animal doctor was standing in the doorway. Remy Dubois was already on his feet.

“Come,” the vet said, handing Volker crutches. Volker pushed them away. He was able to stand unassisted.

He took a couple of steps.

“I’ll be faster without them,” he said.

“Just be careful not to tear your stitches out,” said the vet. “But if you do, I’ve given a needle and thread to the young lady.”

Volker looked at her as if questioning whether she could sew him back up if she had to.

She shrugged. They would deal with that when and if it became a reality.

“What has happened?” she asked.

“Come quick and you’ll see for yourself,” the vet said over his shoulder, as he ascended the stairs. He added, “There is no time to explain.”

She helped Volker up the stairs, the old man on their heels.