to the healer’s hogan.
“Terri, I need to speak with you for a moment.”
“Of course, Ivan.”
“In the other room.”
“What is it?” she asked in a hushed voice when they were out of earshot of her patient.
“There’s a man on the reservation asking questions.”
“Is he a law enforcement officer?”
“He’s not dressed that way. We can’t take a chance. She must be kept out of sight.”
“James won’t be happy. He warned that others would come.”
“I can handle James. For now, the most important thing is this woman’s safety. Can she be moved?”
“I can get Trystan to help me. Together we can relocate her temporarily to my home.”
“Hurry.”
Without another word, Ivan left.
Terri picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number. “Trystan?
It’s your mother. I need your help right away. Can you come to the clinic?”
“I’ll be right there, Amá.”
“I’ll be waiting.” Terri hurried out of her office and back into the room where her patient was sleeping. “Alexa?” She touched the young woman on the hand.
“Wha—?”
“Alexa, I think now would be a good time to see how seaworthy your legs are. Would you like to take a very short walk? My daughter will be here in a moment, and the two of us will help you.”
“O-okay. If you think I’m ready.”
Terri smiled at her kindly. “There’s only one way to find out.” She squeezed Alexa’s hand. “I’ll be right back.”
“What is it, Amá? Where’s the fire?” A beautiful, exotic-looking woman in her early twenties stood in the doorway of the clinic, her hands stuffed in the pockets of worn blue jeans.
“I need you to help me move my patient over to the house.”
“Is that wise?”
“Don’t question me, child. Just help.”
Trystan recognized the panic in her mother’s voice and clamped her mouth shut. “Right.” She stopped short when they reached the bed and swallowed hard. Even in her current state, the injured woman was gorgeous. Now this could get interesting.
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“Hi,” the patient tried to smile. “I’m Alexa, or at least that’s what we’re calling me until we can figure out who I really am.”
The bashful look on the woman’s face was enough to melt Trystan’s heart. “Hello, I’m Trystan, Terri’s daughter. I hear you’re ready to get out of bed for the first time.”
“I guess.”
“Well here, let me help you. Just swing your legs over this way…”
Trystan moved in behind Alexa and lifted her gently onto her feet.
“That’s it, lean on me.”
Alexa grimaced as pain shot through her body. She groaned.
“Shh, it’s okay. You’re going to be fine,” Terri said. She shook her head at Trystan. Alexa was nowhere near ready to be up and around yet.
Together, mother and daughter virtually carried the patient across the road to Terri’s house.
“Here, let’s put her in the guest room. Can you hold her for a second, Trystan? I’ll turn down the bed.”
Dutifully, Trystan took Alexa’s full weight against her side.
“I’m sorry for being so much trouble,” Alexa said.
Trystan chuckled. “Believe me, having a beautiful woman hanging all over me is not my idea of trouble.”
“Oh,” Alexa blushed.
“I’m sorry. I’ve embarrassed you.”
“No, I’m fine. Everything is just a little overwhelming to me right now.”
“I’ll bet.” Trystan looked up at her mother’s signal. “How about if we get you settled in here for a little bit? A change of scenery might do you good.”
“Yes, that would be nice. Where are we?”
“My mother’s house.”
“Mmm, it feels cozy.”
“It is. I grew up here. You’re going to be in my room for the time being.”
“I don’t want to put you out of your room…”
“Oh, you’re not. I have my own house now, about a mile from here.”
“That’s nice.”
Trystan could feel Alexa drifting away even as she was still standing on her feet. “Amá? We need to move her now.”
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