Darcy cleaned her cut up in the women's bathroom of the Misty Hollow police station. The office's first aid kit had an antibacterial ointment and it turned out that once the cut was cleaned and dried, it wasn't even that big, and it had already stopped bleeding. She still felt woozy but that would pass. She hoped. The guy from the SUV—Harris Browder, according to his driver's license—wasn't so lucky. At Chief Daleson's request a doctor drove in from the hospital in Meadowood. He reasoned that driving Browder there would create too many chances for him to try something or worse, escape. No one wanted to let this guy go. Not after he'd tried to kill Jon and Darcy. So the doctor cleaned the cut to Browder's scalp and set a few stitches in place from a bag of supplies he'd brought with him. With a hard glare levelled at Jon, he then left the station after giving Browder printed wound care instructions. "Nice guy," Jon said after the doctor had left. "Remind me not to pick him as my primary physician. Ever." "He doesn't know the whole story," Darcy reminded him. Two Ibuprofens were helping her headache, but the stress of having been tracked through the woods and marked for death was still with her. It wasn't exactly the first time in her life that had happened. It just wasn't something a girl ever got used to.
